You just wrote the first words of a song, Caleb. Can almost hear the music, sad and rough. And a voice singing it. Beautiful.
Friend of life and beauty and foe of spoilers of life and beauty. Golden marriage. Grandfather. Pianist and micro poet. Dutch, European.
Friend of life and beauty and foe of spoilers of life and beauty. Golden marriage. Grandfather. Pianist and micro poet. Dutch, European.
