Daniel J.Wood 
 
                                    Inevermeanttobringyoudown.
                           So, until the parasol has carried off, Taken off.
                                Green crescendo and then we die,
                                    we slip on what we felt inside.
                                    And the secrets spring hides.
 
 
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                             A little tiny clip from one of my recordings( the first thing I've ever released from it)
                                          Warning: short and very bad quality version of my recording.
 

 

                                              Winter's Coming Back
 
 
 
 

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