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RE: Underneath the Rotting Floor

in Music11 months ago

Every time I read you I feel that your soul has lived a thousand years. You sound like a gentle rain. You are like a “garúa” (small rain that falls intermittently) that is heard as a shimmer of voices and resembles a music box or a poem written on a wall. Hugs

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thank you, love. What a sweet compliment.