Wanderer (lair) wrote,

  • Music:

Haruki Murakami - Sputnik Sweetheart

No mistake about it. Ice is cold; roses are red. I'm in love. And this love us about to carry me off somewhere. The curent's too owerpowering; I don't have aby choice. It may very well be a special place, some place I've never seen before. Danger may be lurking there, something that may end up wounding me deeply, fatally. I might end up losing everything. But there's no turning back. I can only go with the flow. Even if it means I'll be burned up, gone for ever.
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