HOW DARK IS THE NIGHT ,HOW FAR ARE THE STARS ,SO EMPTY IS THE WIDE DESERT OF THIS TINY ROOMWHEN YOUR VOICE IS NOT PRESENTTO PLACATE THE DEMONS TORMENTIGMY MIND . BUT JUST THE THOUGHT OF YOUR DANCING HAIRTILTING AND SWINGING AS YOU WALK PAST MEIT'S ENOUGH TO SOOTHEY MY HOPELESS SOULOF A MARINER STRANDED AT SEA . MAX MAZZOLI
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