HR147 Digital Natives - Closest To The Rose Is A Thorn (c77)

Like a rose unwittingly crushed by the heels of a drunken fool dancing in flames, here lies another chapter in the war-torn testimony of a costly quest for love. The satire seems to never end. A deck of cards, all jokers --- at the hands of a tired soul reduced to its fractured skeletal frame. Records turn, still rushing for the impossible; magnetic heads abused, and for what? Sound familiar? Somehow the saga continues, even if only in the eyes of the dreamer.

edition of 50
type II cass