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A stretch, a truth, a well placed blow. Blend it as you wish. This is the story I tell.
As I cough bits of life through my tale, I suggest another.
Believe either or neither. My only question personally is can I take another charge?
Just busting on my mackerels and thinking. Feeling so damned old today.
I thought there was some other music here. Haven't listened to this. I know the feeling of old and while wizened, I feel a veritable crone this morning.
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Oh, there was other music. I leave messages in the nether. They come and go, say just as they will, and are gone, only to be a memory, not a conversation piece. Still, I will include the songs and video, here, just for you.
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Killing Me Softly (the original)
Skyrim - The Dragonborn Comes
Oh, and about feeling old? What I find hilarious about that for me is I only feel old at the end of a push into youthful things, as I settle after a day, week, or month of that. Something deliciously tickles me about the idea that it is in being young that I find my age.
ReplyDeleteWell, and some mornings just because, as you seem to have noted. Or other odd times when age attacks just to punk us? Meh... I liked being young, I didn't like being dumb. :p