If I could just release All that's in my mind If I could help you see Help you feel how I'm inclined Then perhaps this little feeling That a rift is…
The Fading — Coltrane
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Coltrane · 5 comments
The bakery is closed and so is the sky. We walk anyway, because the dog does not read signs.
Sunday, closed — Tomáš R.
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Tomáš R. · 4 comments