I sent my godchild the Tarot deck of dragons I had owned since I was his age. I always loved its Hermit shining atop a promontory, the Tower with the red dragon at its roots. It seemed like the right time. He drew the two of wands straight off and loves it. I have fulfilled one of my godparental obligations. It could have been a set of bongos.
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- 1: Life, a series of memorials and signals
- 2: I want to show you all the versions of myself
- 3: If you don't want the death of the party after I'm gone, sing one for me
- 4: Once you've gone, remains the question, baby
- 5: That gossip's eye will look too soon
- 6: I left my mind behind in 2015
- 7: Your spirit watched me up the stairs
- 8: Am I just a phantom waiting to be ripped around on shady ground?
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