What do I care?
if the snow is higher than
the stop signs, but
still visible for pedestrian to see
no loading or standing zone
What do I care?
that dark lonely night is approaching
and my poor heart melt every time I think of you
what do I care
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I could not, at any age, be content to take my place by the fireside and simply look on. Life was meant to be lived. Curiosity must be kept alive. One must never, for whatever reason, turn his back on life.
— Eleanor Roosevelt
Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 8:53 AM UTC
What do I care?
if the snow is higher than
the stop signs, but
still visible for pedestrian to see
no loading or standing zone
What do I care?
that dark lonely night is approaching
and my poor heart melt every time I think of you
what do I care
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I could not, at any age, be content to take my place by the fireside and simply look on. Life was meant to be lived. Curiosity must be kept alive. One must never, for whatever reason, turn his back on life.
— Eleanor Roosevelt
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