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AMY WINEHOUSE

AMY WINEHOUSE … … And who tore the woman’s dress? Or spoke to the heart of the bonnie gee? Who glistened like a sap rose drench├ęd? Now that the nights wind hath abated … … Where fury settles ~ a … Continue reading

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