"Shouldn't you be taking off your glasses, Calway?"
The Ballad of Fanny Burney
The Ballad of the Backwoods Cavalier (1643)
The Ballad of Henry LeStrange (going wrong)
A bard on the wire, a voice in the wilderness, a home page for exiles trying to get home. Everybody is an exile. Maybe artists just realise it. "Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried, in my way, to be free."
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