Morning Song while sunlight streams into the room, Mahler's I've Lost Touch With the World plays in the background a title rather apt these days, while I might be the star of my own dreams, nowhere else do I garner such significance, I exist in the margins of thoughts struggling to rise above the vapidity of modern life, so I'm adrift in the labyrinths of my own fantasies, probably not a bad thing if I am truly lost to this world... Joanne Fisher
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Very nice. 🙂
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Thanks ☺️
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Lovely thought.
Strong ending…🙂
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Thanks 😊
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I love this, Joanne
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Thanks ♥️
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🙂 always
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