May 2015
I sewed a dress with
nothing but the best of
musical notes my own
ears have ever heard.
I sewed it from the
melodies that fell
from his maroon
coloured violin* ~
nothing but the best of
musical notes my own
ears have ever heard.
I sewed it from the
melodies that fell
from his maroon
coloured violin* ~
(Egypt)
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