I didn’t know when I was crying this song into my 1982 Cheerios that I would one day hear Abba transformed into such beauty — and cry into my high-fibre cereal.
Poems, thoughts, and stories.
Poems, thoughts, and stories.
I didn’t know when I was crying this song into my 1982 Cheerios that I would one day hear Abba transformed into such beauty — and cry into my high-fibre cereal.
Greg Beckman 