But I can see us lost in the memory. August slipped away into a moment in time. Cause it was never mine. And I can see us twisted in bedsheets. August sipped away like a bottle of wine. Cause you were never mine.
Taylor Swift
Door Peter
Mensenmens, zoon, echtgenoot, vader, opa. Spiritueel, echter niet religieus. Ik hou van golf, wandelen, lezen en de natuur in veel opzichten. Onderzoeker, nieuwsgierig, geen fan van de mainstream media (MSM).
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