THINGS WE LOST IN THE FIRE
A VISUAL JOURNAL: Pluck the day when it is ripe, trusting as little as possible to the future.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
I dreamed that this song was playing in my classroom at work; and now it is stuck in my head this morning.
LOVE this version too..
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