Going back to where I was, it was my haven after all, it’s where I belong. I return to my peace, my serenity. All good things come to an end.


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2 thoughts on “Rambling

  • shibani

    here are lyrics to an old song by smeoe named johnny mercer from where come from … hope this helps you


    When you’re feelin’ blue
    That’s the thing to do
    Just watch the smoke rings rise in the air
    You’ll find your share of memories there
    So dream
    When the day is through
    And they might come true
    Things never are as bad as they seem
    So dream, dream, dream

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