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There’s a cold wind blowing down my old road Down the backstreets where the pines grow As the river splits the undertows But I’d be lying to myself if I said I didn’t mind Leave it hanging on the line, lost inside my heads kyotocat

There’s a cold wind blowing down my old road Down the backstreets where the pines grow As the river splits the undertows But I’d be lying to myself if I said I didn’t mind Leave it hanging on the line, lost inside my heads kyotocat

kyotocat: There’s a cold wind blowing down my old road Down the backstreets where the pines grow As the river splits the undertows But I’d be lying to myself if I said I didn’t mind Leave it hanging on the line, lost inside my heads kyotocat

kyotocat: There’s a cold wind blowing down my old road Down the backstreets where the pines grow As the river splits the undertows But I’d be lying to myself if I said I didn’t mind Leave it hanging on the line, lost inside my heads kyotocat

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fuck-yeah-middle-earth:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;The days have gone down in the West, behind the hills… into Shadow.

fuck-yeah-middle-earth:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;The days have gone down in the West, behind the hills… into Shadow.

“I’m not sure where I stand among these empty, hollowing, talking trees. They have too much to say. Do you hear my thoughts When the wind blows your way… Put your ear to the water line and hear my heart resonating. In my bath tub of flowers

“I’m not sure where I stand among these empty, hollowing, talking trees. They have too much to say. Do you hear my thoughts When the wind blows your way… Put your ear to the water line and hear my heart resonating. In my bath tub of flowers

sumisa-lily:“I’m not sure where I stand among these empty, hollowing, talking trees. They have too much to say. Do you hear my thoughts When the wind blows your way… Put your ear to the water line and hear my heart resonating. In my bath tub of

sumisa-lily:“I’m not sure where I stand among these empty, hollowing, talking trees. They have too much to say. Do you hear my thoughts When the wind blows your way… Put your ear to the water line and hear my heart resonating. In my bath tub of

Where the Wind Blows

Where the Wind Blows

Where the Wind Blows

Where the Wind Blows

Where the Wind Blows

Where the Wind Blows

brown-brown: loveniaimani: simplyjazzie21: soulofsinatra: 47h: elionking: noctom-poetom: mvncxni: captainclavicles: LMFAOOO . “you got me fucked up im going through puberty my dick get hard when the wind blow” 😂😂😂😂 WHERE ARE

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                “… All that awaits you is a somber morrow, no matter where the winds may blow…”

                “… All that awaits you is a somber morrow, no matter where the winds may blow…”

brown-brown: loveniaimani: simplyjazzie21: soulofsinatra: 47h: elionking: noctom-poetom: mvncxni: captainclavicles: LMFAOOO . “you got me fucked up im going through puberty my dick get hard when the wind blow” 😂😂😂😂 WHERE

brown-brown: loveniaimani: simplyjazzie21: soulofsinatra: 47h: elionking: noctom-poetom: mvncxni: captainclavicles: LMFAOOO . “you got me fucked up im going through puberty my dick get hard when the wind blow” 😂😂😂😂 WHERE

I'm Going Where The Wind Blows

I'm Going Where The Wind Blows

marauders4evr: ~ My Sweet Little Chuckie ~ Though I must leave you behind me, This poem will tell you where you always can find me. When a gentle wind blows, that’s my hand on your face. And when the tree gives you shade, that’s my sheltering embrace.

marauders4evr: ~ My Sweet Little Chuckie ~ Though I must leave you behind me, This poem will tell you where you always can find me. When a gentle wind blows, that’s my hand on your face. And when the tree gives you shade, that’s my sheltering embrace.

wittybum:Going where the wind blows😏

wittybum:Going where the wind blows😏

sanguinesaint: Caruso Here where the sea sparkles, and a strong wind blows, on an old terrace overlooking the gulf of Sorrento, a man holds a little girl in his arms after he’s been crying. He clears his throat and sings the song again. I love you

sanguinesaint: Caruso Here where the sea sparkles, and a strong wind blows, on an old terrace overlooking the gulf of Sorrento, a man holds a little girl in his arms after he’s been crying. He clears his throat and sings the song again. I love you

Erik Desmazières, The wind blows where it wants, 1989

Erik Desmazières, The wind blows where it wants, 1989

oh my fucking god there are doors opening and closing and i’m home alone and i think it’s just the wind because it’s an old house and there are cracks in the windows where the wind could come in and blow open a door but holy fuck someone

oh my fucking god there are doors opening and closing and i’m home alone and i think it’s just the wind because it’s an old house and there are cracks in the windows where the wind could come in and blow open a door but holy fuck someone

i just had a passing thought of a situation where maybe miku walks up to luka like “yo whats up” and luka replies and then they convo but then rin walks by to open a window cause its hot and when she does this huge gust of wind blows in the

i just had a passing thought of a situation where maybe miku walks up to luka like “yo whats up” and luka replies and then they convo but then rin walks by to open a window cause its hot and when she does this huge gust of wind blows in the

“Maybe there is no Heaven. Or maybe this is all pure gibberish — a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found a way to live out where the real winds blow — to sleep late, have fun,

“Maybe there is no Heaven. Or maybe this is all pure gibberish — a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found a way to live out where the real winds blow — to sleep late, have fun,

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