If I keep a green bough in my heart, then the singing bird will come.
If I keep a green bough in my heart, then the singing bird will come.
If we shadows have offended, think but this; and all is mended that you have but slumbered here while these…
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You think I think that an artist's job is to speak the truth. An artist's job is to captivate you…
It takes more than a green bough.
I kept a green bough in my heart…the bird came in and shat on it.