Loon In A Lake
I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awake in the morning hush I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft star shine at night.
Loon In A Lake
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FINALLY!! Radio and Juliet, in full.

(cue my Ballet/Radiohead freakout)

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(by SRHart)

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Imaginary Moth: Drypoint by Amy Georgia Buchholz

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