Tone of the Evening: The Killing Moon

As with most things, I get something stuck in my head or my heart and I cannot dislodge it. My mind and my heart are often disembodied. One thinks, one feels, but it’s not the same function. This song has been in my mind. I have been waiting but not impatiently.

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