Praise is an interesting thing.
Not sure if I'll ever get used to people telling me I'm the best.
For the record, I think I do okay, but...I'm aware of who I am.
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This reminds me so freaking much of 83 and 84... I remember when a muse tried to trick me. She pretended to hate something she was to see...
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Another year down. Was in New Orleans, Savannah, Chicago, the Great Wilderness, and San Francisco. I had one of the better years of my life.
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