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Monday, September 13, 2010

Texture.


"There are volumes in the forest no one reads out loud
If I could take them down off of that mountain shelf...
we used to climb but no one tries to go up that far now"
"Loose Leaves" Bright Eyes
Posted by Becca at 10:30 PM
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