Yeah, so I get this urge to just go off and go gold and be a bloodly, blooming rocket, and scream wordily across and through, forever and ever amen.

Hope is the word of the moment. Hope and scream and dream and star, I think.

Hope and the Darkness on the Edge of Town (bruce springsteen reference).

Stars and the potential of great gleaming tomorrow.

And the wild wednesday who's name is: well, we'll see.

<<agé chose>>

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