A Slender Loneliness W.Treffry 2011
Descending From a Knoll
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- Will is my name and I write and record music as Paneye and draw illustrations. I once dreamed of a community of people, deep in a forest, that were all made of butter. These people only survived until spring, when they would melt into a creamy pond. Autumn hardened the pond and new butter people would stir and crawl out of the cream to start a new life.
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