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Far into the night he crooned that tune

The stars went out and so did the moon

The singer stopped playing and went to bed

While the wearyblues echoed through his head

He slept like a rock on a man that dead

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more, it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.....

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give- which is everything.

I always expect the unexpect, that's my success.

 

Red Rose, Spinning