Nathan Wheeler
MANCHESTER
For whom, for what was that bird singing? No mate, no rival was watching it.
What made it sit at the edge of the lonely wood and pour its music into nothingness?
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He stopped thinking a…
For whom, for what was that bird singing? No mate, no rival was watching it.
What made it sit at the edge of the lonely wood and pour its music into nothingness?
...
He stopped thinking a…