I wish I could go back to when I was creative again. When I could sit down at the piano and churn out a song and like it. Or when I could take out a pen and just write for hours on end. When I used to be able to write stories, novels, and every sentence had meaning. And even if I was never that great at it, even if I was simply good, I still miss
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dedicate a song to me, and i will love it until the end of time, and play it every night, and remember the friend who inspired just by being who he was that day he decided to walk into my life. but if my person does not inspire any such art, you could always just BEDAZZLE my song and put a little bounce back into that irrepressible spirit of yours and we'll call it square ;)
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