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.
yabyum - album review (12/25/2014)
tucson weekly - album review (12/11/2014)
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((( wight lhite ))) 2015
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