The Moody Blues, Days of Future Passed ’67
Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I’ve written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I’ve always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can’t say any more
The Moody Blues, Days of Future Passed ’67
Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I’ve written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I’ve always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can’t say any more
Fiction, thoughts and essays.
Never rust.
Crafting my thoughts into poetry and prose.
Zomaar wat
- Si crea ciò che il cuore pensa - @ElyGioia
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Poetry, fiction
Photography by Michael Randall
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A wonderfully creative photograph, Great words from a fantastic musical group.
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Thank you! I appreciate you nice comments! Inspirational!
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Moody Blues…what great musical memories! Thank you!
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Thank you! A good classic!!
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Beauty!
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Thank you Michael!
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Nice one
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Thank you!
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A beautiful fit 🙂 🙂
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Thank you! Thanks for commenting and visiting!
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I love that song lovely photo to go with it
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Thank you! Appreciate it much!
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