Luna Child VIII: “Where does the wind blow? How does it come and then go? Why won’t it tell me what to know? Every day it must flow, sometimes harsh, sometimes slow. Why, I ask, cannot the wind simply blow?” 1999
Luna Child VIII: “Where does the wind blow? How does it come and then go? Why won’t it tell me what to know? Every day it must flow, sometimes harsh, sometimes slow. Why, I ask, cannot the wind simply blow?” 1999
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