I know we don't know each other, but I'd love to show you something. A few songs and sketches from an imaginary year-Teeth of autumn...syrupy shadow...a flower hatching a plan...ancient pottery asleep...a hint of mint...sailing the edge of a black hole...this fleeting flying thing in my chest.
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I know we don't know each other, but I'd love to show you something. A few songs and sketches from an imaginary year-Teeth of autumn...syrupy shadow...a flower hatching a plan...ancient pottery asleep...a hint of mint...sailing the edge of a black hole...this fleeting flying thing in my chest.
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