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Sunday, 14 November 2010

A feather

"I realised this evening ... it's quite a big room and the music is definitely coming from that corner, but when I'm dancing with you, you're so on the music, I can actually treat it in my head like you're one of the instruments and the music is coming from you."

Glow. I've decided to keep imaginary angel feathers in a little imaginary box in my sitting room.

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