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Tuesday, November 25, 2008


'but its late in the day
and your well on your way
what was golden went gray
and Im suddenly shy.'
-Joanna Newsom


Posted by taylor made at 1:54 AM
Labels: mornings

1 comment:

christ*in said...

new shoes!

November 25, 2008 at 10:52 AM

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