“Hope” is the thing with feathers, That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops ... at all - Emily Dickenson
Friday, August 22, 2014
The Exorcism Of the Ghost of Elvis
The Ghost of Elvis has been passed on to haunt another soul.
It was a sweet ride.
Coffee cup not included.
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