NitaMcGrew: i don't want to end up simply having visited this world
NitaMcGrew: dream work
NitaMcGrew: whoever i was, i was alive for a little while
NitaMcGrew: dream work - 2
NitaMcGrew: a sorta fairytale - three
NitaMcGrew: a sorta fairytale - two
NitaMcGrew: a sorta fairytale
NitaMcGrew: go outside
NitaMcGrew: winter white . two
NitaMcGrew: w i n t e r
NitaMcGrew: w i n t e r {continued}
NitaMcGrew: you have to be brave to love a heart like mine
NitaMcGrew: sweaters
NitaMcGrew: people don't say, "heavens to betsy" enough
NitaMcGrew: winter white
NitaMcGrew: koi koan
NitaMcGrew: what is the color of wind?
NitaMcGrew: girls with swords on their backs and flowers in their hair
NitaMcGrew: the end of things
NitaMcGrew: wonder harder
NitaMcGrew: just this tree
NitaMcGrew: by the lake
NitaMcGrew: secrets of trees
NitaMcGrew: hiraeth
NitaMcGrew: winter coat
NitaMcGrew: doesn't fit in
NitaMcGrew: dreamy hazy winter sunlight
NitaMcGrew: some dreams are meant to come true