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Nino Rota, "Suite"



To be a less highly-strung person,
you have to numb your soul and morph into a complete spaz
and let your train of thoughts shifts you away, to somewhere...
Besides, I'm still enjoying my life in a suite.
Being yourself is your extravagance.

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"It is often the most aimless and boring times that yields the most fertile material for fiction." - Marcel Proust

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