a good complexion and a modest appetite...
it is a corpse at the edge of death, the shriveled flowers of a long-lost half-forgotten life, that means nothing to anyone else... until you are the one seeing through those dying eyes, before letting go into the darkness of complete destruction,
Oblivion is its own Reward...
when you are beyond pain regret and blame, donate a few seconds of prayer if you have a heart to care...
Bless us all eventually...
1975 the year my dreams got creamed... this track cracked my hard solid soul, it made me a better man every time I hear it Niels Den Hertog was my flatmate at the time, God rest his soul... so many of my old pals have died, I may edit the list later, as it is a tough one to complete..
take caring as a fundamental priority in life... or you will end up in an Oven...
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