Anonymous ID: b87625 Dec. 15, 2018, 3:04 p.m. No.4326510   🗄️.is đź”—kun

Seems like yesterday

But it was long ago

Jamie was lovely

She was the Queen of my night

There in the darkness

With the radio playing low and

The secrets that we shared

The mountains that we moved

Caught like a wildfire out of control

Till there was nothing left to burn

And nothing left to prove

 

And I remember what she said to me

How she swore that it never would end

I remember how she held me

oh so tight

Wish I didn't know now

what I didn't know then

 

Against the wind

We were running against the wind

We were young and strong

We were running against the wind

 

The years rolled slowly past

And I found myself alone

Surrounded by strangers

I thought were my friends

Found myself further

and further from my home

And I

I guess I lost my way

There were oh so many roads

I was living to run

and running to live

Never worried about paying

Or even how much I owed

 

Moving eight miles a minute

For months at a time

Breaking all the rules

that we bend

Began to find myself searching

Searching for shelter again and again

 

Against the Wind

Little something against the wind

I found myself seeking shelter

Against the Wind

Anonymous ID: b87625 Dec. 15, 2018, 3:14 p.m. No.4326632   🗄️.is đź”—kun   >>6650 >>6705

>>4326515

Actually had a thought as I was drifting from sleep into awareness.

 

Though it's been a long time now, what I recalled was that it was President Trump who pardoned Scooter Libby…when he was Cheney's man and Bursh should have had the balls to do the right thing. Scooter was thrown under the bus, when it was Armitage and Novak who disclosed Plame's identity. Another fbi 'process crime' set up a-la General Flynn.

 

My point being, I think the two families started talking things over a while back now, and I've read as much. Nobody gains BUT THE PUBLIC from learning about all the crimes of poppy and his son.

 

President Trump needs any help he can get keeping the DS off his back and the Bush family needs their secrets, well, kept secret.

 

Cie la vie (sic?). Such/this is life.