new york, new york

First you can't find the words. You desire, you love, but you can't speak. You talk trough music. But lyrics are misunderstood too often...
And you end up alone in the city that never sleeps.

This in my longest story so far and I've been writing this for a long time. I'm sorry, that I don't want to rush it but I love it just as much as you do. Or more! After all Anna is my alter ego. And something like that could have happened to me if I'd ever left to New York. I didn't. So I just write this story for you.

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