De Memoria Virtutis Oblitus Est
Name The Sky Your Own
Floating on Lead Waves
an attempt to breathe
Future Sunrise and Time
Over the Fields
Limits of Your Longing
Those Who Find
Bruises: Other Side of Town
Bruises: Please No More
Listen
Process
Still Here
We are not Manufactured
And it Begins.
/tenshen/
Breathing Through
Tumbleweeds
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