kavin.'s listening history
Linda Little reciting a bit of TS Eliot's Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
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CancerWindmillsInYourOrangeMindYouFuckingPussBag
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There's a darkness creeping in the woods by a brimstone tree
A withered headless horseman traveling on the breeze
A mighty footprint measured 15 inches long
Whispered voices rolling in off the fog
(Chorus)
Transcribe plates made of stone…
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