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whoa, the blue light was my baby, and the red light was my mind.....

the earth sings when he touches it [Shakespeare]

hard times come again no more

the floor is made of turf and the walls full of butterflies.....

hell on earth

Ringo was a fascist too.

there is no flamenco tonight

The past, the present, and the future walked into a bar. It was tense.

On The Roman Road

living legends..forever!