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"Why, isn’t it lovely? All alone? Your two hearts made of glass, your mind full grown? Bring me together. On your own. Hello, love; you’re not welcome home. Into the darkness, your abode. Forbeyed to reign, to be sane or cloned. Bring me together, please, don’t you go. Grandma? I’ve come home. I thought I found a way. I thought I found a long way… round. Walking out of time. Searching for a better place… now. Round the bend we go, as the memories break… out."Buzzsprout - Let's get your podcast launched! Start for FREEDisclaimer: This post contains affiliate links. If you make a purchase, I may receive a commission at no extra cost to you.Support the show (https://www.facebook.com/randomarc101/)