Redolent blue cold is the soul from the north ticking in my cellar to warm . Soul that had expired in the ticking north of the warm shyly hesitant in emerging. Cellar now holds redolent souls cold from the blue north unforgiving. I gaze in my mirror my souls refection now ticking.
Sunday, November 21, 2004
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...sublime riff, Munkay, thank you...
Thank you Batty, feel free to put it to music and take pic's of it.
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