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Blown Between The Trees…

« Black houses in the hills and roadside hearts Dying for a place to fall apart… » (listening Iron & Wine, The Desert Babbler) Are you a stranger? The strangest little heart I found in my escapism of the never-letting-go-of-the-unknown. I cherish you in my dreams, I write about you every day even tho you will never…

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