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The looking glass is set on its edge, there's something moving under the cotton and between the corn stalks. The cities have shadows in them and curiosities are crossing the plains. Folks are looking lean and the air is fat with magic. Get out your gramophone, it's a weird 1930s.
1 comment on Story Songs: Hush, Hush, Hush
IspeltEclipsewrong October 14, 2015
What happened to the other version of 'The Great Speckled Bird' that was on here?
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