Taking a break from the work of the day, listening to fin de décennie rock,
Far away, away,
Fading distant lights
Leaving us all behind,
Lost in a changing world
And you know,
That these are the days of our lives;
Remember.
lying on my floor, stroking Mischa. He rolls onto his back, stretching out luxuriously and pressing his hind paw up
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