IMAGES FROM THE DARK ROOM: LISTEN

Monday, February 17, 2014

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I live on ocean’s edge, I rise to hear a sighed note locked within a shell rescued from weathered beach an old tune sung in an old time way and yet not a note dropped or flew away Sign in to see full entry.

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