::Renaissance Alchemists & Cultural Curators::
Ridgewood, New York, United States
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Wednesday, April 8, 2009
UMPH is the sound of snow falling on my spring morning
Tired, tired, tired. Not really. Gonna paint, gonna write, gonna sing songs tonight.
We're falling in-to inside the trees, falling into waters, falling into the sky, red number 9
leave it all to you to make it out.
What a lovely day
our flowers, its snowing outside its raining all over.
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