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lynn paden
and an island never cries
and an island never cries
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“For some reason, I thought of La Strada, this Fellini film, and a scene where Anthony Quinn is going around on this motorcycle and Giulietta Masina is the feeble-minded girl with him, playing the trombone. He got to the point where he couldn’t put up with her anymore and left her by the side of the road while she was sleeping. Later in the film, he sees this woman hanging out the wash and singing the melody that the girl used to play on the trombone. He asks, ‘Where did you hear that song?’ And she tells him it was this little girl who had showed up in town and nobody knew where she was from, and later she died. That night, Quinn goes to a bar and gets in a fight. He’s drunk and ends up howling at the stars on the beach. To me, that was the feeling at the end of Bobby McGee. The two-edged sword that freedom is. He was free when he left the girl, but it destroyed him. That’s where the line Freedom’s just another name for nothing left to lose came from.....

source: http://performingsongwriter.com/kris-kristofferson-bobby-mcgee/

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needed now more than ever.....

read the twitter story at the end. so beautiful, so real.

did you grow up as one of my neighbours?

i did.....i sure did....

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people are going to mention that roger moore has passed on, and talk about james bond. some cool cats are going to mention the saint ...but my daddy and i will remember him as maverick's british cousin beau, who seemed slightly out of his element, but still as crafty and ornery as a maverick needed to be.

rest well, roger

http://variety.com/2017/film/news/roger-moore-dead-dies-james-bond-star-1202441217/
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no, don't!!!!


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i'm sorry

the last time
you called
i couldn't hear
anything

but wind and
thunder
and rain

and the soft
whispers
i was used
to sending
your way

turned into
a volley of
yells
growls
and
screams of frustration

not at all
what i want
to leave you with

i know my voice
is a word picture
of what i am

and i want
that image
to be perfect

to see you through
the night

bookends of
conversation can
make for volumes
of beautiful words

as long as
the connection
is true

(new)

#tearandstrain

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mourn. learn. remember.

the world is a dark place ....we need all the help we can get. all of us....

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ah! there's the drawback....
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me: i'm out of shape. i need to get back to the gym again.

also me: 
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“I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.”

― Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind
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pardon me... i have to take this call....
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