Notes
i dwell with a strangely aching heart in that vanished abode, there far apart on that disused and forgotten road that has no dust-bath - now for the toad. night comes; the black bats tumble and dart;
photo by sergio larrain.
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1 comment on i dwell in a lonely house.
aliencatx March 04, 2013
I absolutely love this mix. A great section of everything
⃠lisforlucy May 17, 2013
thank you so much!
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