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My stories

Beauty;

There’s beauty in nature, the changing seasons, changing weather. They way everything is just changing, floating across time.

Please.

Influence taken from the Smiths song- Please please please, let me get what i want.

Ambedo

ambedo n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details I hear the wind pass my ears as I watch the consequent sway of the deciduous trees

Folk

Folk uplifts ones mind and soul with the simple melodies, musical poetry. From the acoustics to the banjo twang and earthy bass coupled with voice and strings.

Amber Glow

Gazing through the glass panes of a window across the frost stained fields a ‘yonder like, a freshly powder christmas cake- the metaphor of

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