

...And no one called us to the land
And no one crosses there alive.
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun....
Primero Barret, luego Wright... quien será el siguiente?
Bienvenidos a la habitacion del sonido
...And no one called us to the land
And no one crosses there alive.
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun....
“Sometimes the smallest softest voices carries the biggest solutions”
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"I'm creeping back to life
my nervous system all awry
I'm wearing the inside out"
amen
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