when i sing she doesn't care; when i whistle she looks at me expectantly
I am losing my because. In the pines.In chance, in fortune, in luck, there is no because.Once I had, and now I don’t.In love there is no because.
-- Alice Notley
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I love your comments and I'm sorry if I don't always reply, but please do feel free to comment anyway. Love, MissW