Memories Lost Within A Frozen Mist

I can only tell you of my fond memories of listening to Glenn Hughes It is as if a frozen mist has captured all of his songs that I hold dear I have forsaken him and have now turned to Iron Maiden But I will never forget the days and nights that Glenn kept me from the bay His songs endearing and triumphant in every way Will I ever go back… we shall see indeed we shall
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March 16, 2025 at 7:44 AM
I think you can like two song men at the same time. It is a good poem that makes me chuckle. I wish I was familiar with this industry. I merely listen to songs.
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