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Reloadby ~Coiled-in-Silt
Orange SkyOrange sky... No sun in sight, What a night to feel alone.Orange Sky
High windows, and a low sense of worth, I scream out across suburbia.
This time I'll die on your front lawn. This time I'll be the glass under your feet.
Coloured Streets, and a stagnant air, I loathe my destination.
A vacant bus stop, and a fleeting fog, oh-please, steal me away, from me.
Ambient light... forgive me for feeling so, Oh, orange sky... what a night to feel alone.
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- Current Residence: Australia
- Interests: music, people, conversations, and piano {the playing of}
- Favourite movie: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind / Clockwork Orange / Last Life in the Universe
- Favourite band or musician: Kashmir, Rachmaninov, Mew, Sigur Ros, Efterklang, Shostakovich etc.
- Favourite genre of music: THE genre
- Favourite style of art: abstract or irrational... two different things.
- Shell of choice: a large orange one with purple sparkles every second whorl
- Skin of choice: mine
- Tools of the Trade: Mortar and Pestle
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