Saturday, December 6, 2008
psychedelic peace :) Rustle Joy Park
Rustle Joy Park Raccoon’s rock Rant and rattle off bitter squeals to the wind a journeys beginning and want it to end the trail darkens asTrees closedin hanging a thousand feet above head They whistle and sway with every word said They listened They Even Shook There heads or crowns them things these...
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