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Saturday, June 11, 2005 |
Go, look at this photo.
It is as if this girl is looking into my soul. I can't turn away,
and her eyes are looking into me. And then there is her sister,
friend? Gently touching the flower in her hair, with a smile that is
filled with such happiness and wonder. I find myself thinking
about the photo for some reason. It has a really nice bokeh too.
11:17:16 PM
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Listening to old Todd Rundgren records on the record player. I
think that these old albums sound even better with a little bit of
extra noise from the clicks and pops from many playings so long ago.
"Now I feel the worst for older people winding out their friendless hours alone Seeing lives like plays at final curtain looking out to find everyone has gone home. Is there something I can pray to? Some offering I can send? Or some ear that I can play to, to help him find a friend? And maybe then redeem myself to keep me from that end For the evening comes and who knows when."
Birthday Carol
Todd Rundgren
11:45:31 AM
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© Copyright 2006 Rod Kratochwill.
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