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I managed to get a free ticket to Canberra Philharmonic's Les Miserables tonight.

It's taken me this long to update about it because my brain has only just branched out from its continuous stream of ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod.

I think only unravels will know just how I felt when the last note of One Day More was sung. The things this musical can do to me emotionally are just astounding.

*blisses*

wendy-lady

I lost my compass long ago, and found
another way to set my course. I keep
my eyes ahead, my feet firm on the ground,
and only hear your voice when I'm asleep.
I dream of soap and shadows; fairy dust
that glowed bright gold and let me fly. Don't mock
the yearning dreams I have, for dream I must,
and wake up to the ticking of a clock.
I hate the words that hold you now exempt
from growing old; from time; from clocks and life.
These games we played, these worlds we only dreamt,
caught in the mem'ry of a pirate's knife.
My compass now cannot be seen by night
like dust; like stars, the second to the right.

~

Happy birthday, Mel.