“No spirit came and asked me a question. No friend had an…” — On a Dark, Cold Night at 6:07
“No spirit came and asked me a question. No friend had an inquiring heart this week for me. And I am glad. I have to admit that I am glad because I have had a little trouble listening to myself. I waited and I waited and I waited. And there were so many beautiful rooms to stop by in this castle. A room for breathing…”
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