“Someone shot nostalgia in the back…”
“Someone shot our innocence…”
“In the shadow of his smile…”
“Who killed Mr. Moonlight…”
“Extracting wasps from stings in flight…”
“Who killed Mr. Moonlight?”
“All our dreams have melted down…”
“As the moon has all our brushes…”
“There’s no expiration date on the resourcefulness of greed and cruelty.”
— Joy Williams / Harrow
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