a frayed knot..

i might get inspired.. traverse the net arms wide.. west coast rocks gnaw at the soul, pop art they say, beautiful & gaunt the? hauntinglings.. a 4.am song about a train.. a karioitahi sunset, a dancer sways succinct.. a tour draws nigh, brother Toni from deutschland brings a violin and saws the sky bound only by the universe and her simple laws.. “shuddup and play yer g’tar”.. see you out thar, peruse the page of stages set to play if you may the time to take..

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