Sting is my kindred spirit. Oneday I'm gonna learn to play the piano, then there will be music to my sadness. Either the piano or the voilin. Maybe both. "Oh, how I need someone to watch over me." -- I'd love to play it on my beautiful old piano, which would rest against the wall by the stairs in my big lonely mansion. And perhaps I'd wear a white
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