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Living with loss. Nights are the hardest

Two lovers return to Paris later in life to try to rekindle their passionate romance from days long since past.

Ya know...those little daydreams we make up, of the perfect scenario, and replay them over and over until we fall asleep. But hers may be a little skewed.

Be in the herd less (ya heard!?) Be more grateful and funky~ fun fluid rhymin with a message that's chunky

I've often thought about how horrific being in a mental institution would be... And how or if they were regarded by staff... the sick f*cks that enjoyed or at least could care less about their treatment..ugh I'm getting pissed again