Hey Heaven!

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By Tim Pozzi

Pin down the pieces but obscure the big picture. As a footnote, don't treasure minutes but the entire day's worth of memories. These words don't stick, they fix only mindsets open to pliability, only factories for momentary pleasure. Unbutton that dream-sky old-time fiction. Let it all out, drown in proverbial wisdom as you shout "Love will only kill you!" Couldn't be more true.

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