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fluttering noisy nonsense is all wrapped around my brain. it was a colorful noise she said, and I could hear them. thinking back, we had whispered our secrets into megaphones on mountain tops and still, no one heard. so we painted the sounds, but forgot the colors, and came up with this book. its all so very vast, she said, and we are not. if they never hear us, we can never die.
 | Currently listening: Singular By A Cloud Mireya Release date: 2006-10-31 |
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