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Up Too Late

September 24, 2009 by songtruth

It’s 1:15 a.m. and that is way too late for me to be up. I’ve been husband hunting on a certain dating site. And blogging. “If you could read my blog, love, what a tale my thoughts could tell. Just like a paperback novel; the kind that the drugstores sell.” Remember that song by Gordon Lightfoot? Except it was “read my mind.” Must… go… to… bed….

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on October 3, 2009 at 5:30 am | Reply Winston

In a castle dark
or a fortress strong
with chains upon my feet
You know that ghost is me
And i will never be set free
as long as i’m a ghost that you can’t see
- on October 8, 2009 at 3:14 am | Reply songtruth
  
  I love that song!
on October 5, 2009 at 11:51 pm | Reply Winston

hmmm….apparently there are two winston’s adding comments….
on October 18, 2009 at 10:03 pm | Reply songtruth

I know! What are the odds?!
- on October 19, 2009 at 6:26 pm | Reply Winston
  
  Well I notice plowboy Winston is the one with talent.