Mount Kimbie, Would Know
The sound of birds rising, morning breaking open across the streets of the city. Concrete gleams, streets breathe as I walk through quietly, carrying something delicate with me.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
6AM
Mount Kimbie, Would Know
The sound of birds rising, morning breaking open across the streets of the city. Concrete gleams, streets breathe as I walk through quietly, carrying something delicate with me.
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