There is no better time than the autumn to begin forgetting the things that trouble us, allowing them to fall away like dried leaves.
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Grace Bonney
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I got a feeling I might have lit the very fuse
That you were trying not to light
You were a stranger in my phonebook I was acting like I knew
‘Cause I had nothing to lose
When the winter’s in full swing and your dreams just aren’t coming true
Ain’t it funny what you’ll do
Arctic Monkeys, Knee Socks (AM)
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“The Trumpet Player" by Eugenia Loli.
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