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Even today I write
Even today I write
Not for fame nor peace of mind
I write as my fingers tingle
To put thoughts in frame
Sing the song with written words
That has no name
Does it matter much
When life scatters dust
They will lie forgotten in nooks
And corners of...
Not for fame nor peace of mind
I write as my fingers tingle
To put thoughts in frame
Sing the song with written words
That has no name
Does it matter much
When life scatters dust
They will lie forgotten in nooks
And corners of...
