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Daily Archives: June 28, 1969

night 15 mattawa

Posted on June 28, 1969 by Bruce Sterling Casselton
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“Cloudy, the sky is gray and white and cloudy, sometimes I think it’s hanging down on me…Hey sunshine, I haven’t seen you in a long, long time why don’t you show your face and bend my mind.” Paul Simon

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