a river ain't too much to love
domingo, 1 maio 2005
There is no love where there is no bramble, there is no love on the hacked-away plateau, and there is no love in the unerring
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So bury me in wood and I will splinter, bury in stone and I will quake, bury me in water and I will geyser, bury me in fire and I'm gonna phoenix, I'm gonna phoenix.
(smog) . say valley maker
