Daily Archives: August 9, 2018

A Window to the Past

Please come to Boston for the Springtime I’m stayin’ here with some friends and they’ve got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafĂ© where I hope to be workin’ soon Please come to … Continue reading

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