My First and Last ? Portraits of ....
The Purser
a different time
a different place
a familiar voice
a familiar face
not much to say
looking at these images today
if i had said this
or if i had done that
but i let the time slip away
now, i have only these images to remember
of those long, lost days in december
whatever .....
looking at these images today
if i had said this
or if i had done that
but i let the time slip away
now, i have only these images to remember
of those long, lost days in december
whatever .....
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