Saturday, June 02, 2012

Thousand: Seven Hundred Sixty-Seven

by my name and it'll turn my head, yes, sure. I'm not shy to say so. Call me if you will. Call at twelve o'clock with the sun high, call at twelve with the moon, and, ah, what a fine warble my telephone is trained to, voice like an angel, or me, when I'm feeling musical, which isn't often, except many times a day when it's a day like that. I will close my eyes and listen because it is so beautiful, the song you bring into my life by calling me." The tour guide taps the ash off the

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