by deer meadow
| 0 | breathing |
| 0 | a grip on my finger (nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands) |
| 0 | empty roads [early am] |
| 0 | first night on your own |
| 0 | christmas lights on monitor screens |
| 0 | with every breath you get stronger |
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| 1 | your arms are my cocoon |
| 1 | Metamatics |
| 1 | Futuregrapher |
| 1 | Robert Rich |
| 1 | Wrangler Cargo Pantleg Trio |
| 1 | Norman W Long |
| 1 | GHOULIES |
| 1 | Rew |
| 1 | tenzenmen |
| 1 | Kowloon Walled City |