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Sep 2021
“All my time I’ve walked a filed line
I've held a vacant sign upon my eyelids
All my time, oh Lord, I’ve been so blind
But now I see the light peek through my doorjamb”

“But there’s no hallelujah
It will be gone soon
Yeah it will be gone soon
It’s just an empty room
This is our darkest day
We’ll never see the day
But slowly make our way up to the mouth”
Listen to Typhoon.
Johnny Dust
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     Fawn, Bogdan Dragos and jdmaraccini
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