Alexander Sands
"We played through the night, til' our fingers started to bleed... the sound of our music, echoed dark in the trees... the campfire smouldered, the embers vanished to grey... I knew it was then, that I'd better be out on my way..."
"We played through the night, til' our fingers started to bleed... the sound of our music, echoed dark in the trees... the campfire smouldered, the embers vanished to grey... I knew it was then, that I'd better be out on my way..."
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