anthony-mckeeWhisper

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Expresswhen a train is coming / that isn’t / stopping you know
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May 26, 2013
Cemetery SundayA hush. A fanfare. It begins / As loved ones huddle close / To the marble hearth.
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May 13, 2013
3820kHzA C H T U N G / acht neun acht sechs vier fünf zwo / sechs drei eins fünf sieben acht null
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May 13, 2013
JourneysThere are days where we meet up / To walk under cool crisp skies / Made up of indigoes, lilacs and light crimsons
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May 13, 2013
OxytocinIs a chemical your body releases / When you hug someone for twenty seconds / Or more. It churns through the bloodstream, direct to the
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May 11, 2013
Nocturne No.2 in E♭major, Op.9I listened to our song today. / Amongst all the cadential points / Sustained pedal, ostinati in left hand
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May 11, 2013
ForestI shall go to the woods / One summer’s afternoon. / I shall go to hear the cuckoo cry
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May 11, 2013
Contemplationit starts as / a single / vibration
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May 11, 2013
Tír ChonaillBells toll across glens / Calling barren lands to greet / Its Gospel, the Word.
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May 11, 2013
A Burial in DecemberThe sullen clouds of grey cloak the coast / As the ice cold Cuan whispers upon the land. / I brought in the wreath. Coloured of a small tortoiseshell,
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May 11, 2013
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