"Its like finding hope in an old folk song that you've never ever heard. Still you know every word. And for sure you can sing along"

"Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it...

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me!"

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Where Have All the Flowers Gone?...

Thinking of...

Hot mocaccinos. Frosty walks. Big vanilla tea cups. A piece of sweet apple pie. 

 Vintage long coats. Faux fur vests. Black tights. Comfy boots.

A warm bed. An alarm clock bleeding time. Sheets over my head.

It´s that time of the year with the cold mornings and the longer nights...

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