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Wight Lhite began on a late spring evening. The rushing wind howled and the debris scattered and made a hissing sound. I met a man about a horse and traveled up the great mountain. He shot me in the leg and stole my gold.
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decoder (1/29/2015)
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yabyum - album review (12/25/2014)
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tucson weekly - album review (12/11/2014)
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yabyum (12/08/2014)
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