Her eyes FLASHED up; disguise your charm, always. Swallow sensitivity. Covet your own private views. Be still, love. LOVE... and then good-bye John Lennon, Hart Crane, Ulysse Merou, Frances Farmer. It's what we care to remember. STOP INTERNALISING DOUBT. Liquidate your passions.
Wouldn't it be nice? Two cigarettes and this broken heart of mine. It's all so empty.
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