Saturday, 7 January 2012
The ears of death.
So, as I see it, the problem constructs itself in equal portions out of the fact that there is always a tomorrow, and the fact that there are never enough tomorrows.
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Well put! While I anachronistically detest the internet, this blog has kept me coming back again and again.
ReplyDeleteJust wondering: do you happen to write poems? And if you do, do you like classical music? I'm a young composer from Vienna and looking for text material for a new song cycle.
Greetings!
Rina Furano
rinafurano at hotmail dot com