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[catelin]

When I was small, we'd drive through the desert. I'd watch the asphalt glitter in the heat, sure that the sparkle was stardust fallen on the road. Now that I'm an old broad, there's no better feeling than to glimpse a bit of that stardust from time to time. Keeps me faithful to the concept that words are powerful mojo.

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Awwwww...

[doctorgogol.livejournal.com]

"And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart,
High up in the sky little stars climb,
Always reminding me that we're apart.
You wandered down the lane and far away,
Leaving me a song that will not die,
Love is now the stardust of yesterday,
The music of the years gone by..."

[catelin.livejournal.com]

"The nightingale
Tells his fairy tale
Of paradise where roses bloom..."

What can I say? I'm a sucker for a good alchemist. ; )