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By Ravenheart Date: 2014 Feb 25 Comment on this Work [[2014.02.25.12.57.12433]] |
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Nothing is exactly as it seems. We've heard it often enough. Just as when it comes to love, we never see it coming. And so I find myself once again at “The Lonesome Hearts Diner”, Wearing my rose-colored glasses. When the waitress says “What’ll it be?” I’ll tell her I’d like an extra dollop of whipped cream with my usual thick slice of heartache |