Once upon a time, a singer came and went. He was good and shy. He stalled meetings and contracts. He sang and melt.
Memories brought him the only hope. Dream forever of success sucking on his talent as if on his casket. He got no answers.
Life's a fake. You play along with the comedians: laughing, joking. They're only playing, even if you're the only one with an instrument.
Mille et une nuits pour s'engourdir...
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