The saint louis summer times
Was the best times ? was it the good times
In either case it was sometimes and it passed.
I want to settle down she said I cant forget you but I want to she told
I walk around and I look at things you know, I want move on but I am weak to say it.
I want you to know that I loved long ago.
I want you hear me when I am alone you know
I moved and its only you who is attached to this you see.
I want to leave the saint Louis summer alone with its goodness.
We are but different people you and I you cant get it why I cant say.
I live a different life I do, I want to
We are not the same saint Louis is not the same
Since 2004 I couldn’t see why we are together
By 05 06 07 08 09 ! why cant you just let me go
I want attention not this kind though
We were something we are not anymore
Let me go and let saint Louis times go along
Time to move one and you should too
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For whom, it suddenly occurred to him to wonder, was he writing this diary? For the future, for the unborn. His mind hovered for a moment round the doubtful date on the page, and then fetched up with a bump against the New speak word DOUBLETHINK. For the first time the magnitude of what he had undertaken came home to him. How could you communicate with the future? It was of its nature impossible.
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