. Without . A country lawn immaculately pruned, extracted of weeds and anthills and the dead bodies of its once small inhabitants. It is nourishing to sing. Some confuse music with water, resist the stark call of your harsh features and quiet undertones of control. Some don’t like to sit on lawns, would rather be on … Continue reading Without
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