ON AIR: True Love Waits, Radiohead
If you do not. Tu. In my Christmas.
[ There are pleasures that do not know and perhaps can not understand. There are joys that I had to keep locked and hidden for a time it seemed endless. There are joys which I should be ashamed, not to admit the evil that made me have you without you ever. I have I waited so long. But so much. Without regret, I was expecting. Trembling, I was expecting. So now I need to laugh. To love and laugh. Maybe clinging to you and without any possibility of revocation. ]
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