THE SMALL THINGS

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Showing posts with label steeliness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label steeliness. Show all posts
Thursday, 5 December 2013

The weather gets wild.

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I go to sleep with the gentle sound of Vic Marks in my ear and wake up to nothing . There is only the plucking, howling sound of wind beatin...
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