If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
~ Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol
But words are things, and a small drop of ink falling like dew, upon a thought, produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think... ~Lord Byron
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