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The monks hunks of spiritual form take to the ocean on a cloudy winter morn I see them from here & it fills me with fear for unearthly music has begun to take form.
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
The Monks
The monks hunks of spiritual form take to the ocean on a cloudy winter morn I see them from here & it fills me with fear for unearthly music has begun to take form.
robert-varblow
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
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