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I have been thinking about time and how time is something we crave yet waste and devour at the same time; a lunch with a fizzy wine with elderflower and blackberry; a poem by Neruda, or perhaps extracts from Ondaatje's English Patient, painting and painting and soothing those bandages and the winds that blow through the desert, sneaking a read and pretending we are working but are reading just for the sake of reading... and then this song on time, nothing lasts for long... an Unchained Melody - Oh my love, my darling, I've hungered for your touch... and time goes by so slowly, and time can do so much, are you still mine... I need your love... I need need your love, god speed your love to me... how do they do that with a song. I will post the original soon but this - down by the Chinese Cafe... in a memory, one more time... an unchained melody... time goes by so slowly, and time can do so much...
