Iโm at the blue stage
Our hearts far away, mourning
Music hugs the void
A rambling Curious George who just doesnโt stop writing, doesnโt stop thinking, and never stops exploring.
Feel free to tag along in my pursuit of wonders. ๐ช๐จ
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Reading subscribers this morning and there is a whole lot of blue! How will they make this decision?
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Reading subscribers this morning and there is a whole lot of blue! How will they make this decision?