Clara Holt:
Ghost, holy ghost!
Clara Holt:
Hear the spider
Clara Holt:
La lettre
Clara Holt:
Fire
Clara Holt:
L
Clara Holt:
Hold me
Clara Holt:
Y
Clara Holt:
Due
Clara Holt:
Out there
Clara Holt:
Morning
Clara Holt:
Prayer Beads
Clara Holt:
And punish what young is left in these eyes
Clara Holt:
Wooden