I Forgot How Much I Loved…

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I forgot how much I loved the sound of wind and water, white noise crashing against my eardrums in a cacophony of softness

New loves like marmite on toast can’t compare to the old and true loves of my soul.

There will always be wind and sea and sun, I hope, until the latter burns out and we are lost forever.

Until then, however, I’ll enjoy the view from my little stowaway table in our little apartment by the sea.




Classical Singer & Amateur Prose Writer

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Ada J. Raven

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Classical Singer & Amateur Prose Writer

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