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I activated the rune ring with a tap of my heel but it did nothing. So I had to smear the whole thing over and start

New(ish) Music

I made this song autumn of 2022. When I first came up with the melody/lyrics, I was outside near my apartment, walking around with my baby niece, and the weather was nearly perfect. We hung out by some trees and I felt close to nature in that moment. Like, we’re born out of the earth…

air fed

I tore at my sleeve with my teeth and got some gray thread to unravel and ripped it off the garment, then I got the whole string wet and stuck it on the wall

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