Nothing I can say, Nothing
I can do. Everything, still
makes me a whiter shade of blue.
What can I say, What can I do.
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What can I say, What can I do. Everything still brings, reflections of you. very fine poem. lovr it. tony
What can I say, What can I do. Everything still brings, reflections of you. very good porm. thank u very much. tony
Something comes out of nothing. Nothingness has a character of its own. A prudent write.