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A spirit steals his instrument and plays it's chords. In sublimation he waits, patient, hoping that for once the ghost would let go, and his mind could be still
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Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 11:44 AM UTC
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A spirit steals his instrument and plays it's chords. In sublimation he waits, patient, hoping that for once the ghost would let go, and his mind could be still
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22/M/Nottingham, England
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 11:44 AM UTC
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