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Grass Beacon

I am just a grass beacon A totem tall rize to the sky One tiny voice Clearing fields
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Dietrich Avatar
January 20, 2012 at 8:27 PM
I love the way this one ends. One tiny voice clearing fields. It's so cool sounding.
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