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Feb 5, 2021
#FireHorsesQuotes 79: "As a child I imagined all the star-atoms that make up one's body..."
Feb 4, 2021
#FireHorsesQuotes 78: "...Coloured lights stretched to infinity..."
Feb 3, 2021
#FireHorsesQuotes 77: "London as the backdrop, monstrous, growing, oblivious..."
Feb 2, 2021
#FireHorsesQuotes 76: "The girl began to sing, the sweetest sound I'd ever heard..."
Feb 1, 2021
#FireHorsesQuotes 75: "Someone must be running things, if not God then the CIA"
Jan 31, 2021
#FireHorsesQuotes 74: "...A grassland of hands dancing through the air as if sculpting light..."
Jan 30, 2021
#FireHorsesQuotes 73: "Together we watched the day's second dawn..."
Jan 29, 2021
#FireHorsesQuotes 72: "Like foxes at night we'd prowl the rainy streets..."
Jan 28, 2021
#FireHorsesQuotes 71: "...Every time you walk along an English country road..."
Jan 27, 2021
#FireHorsesQuotes 70: "...The moon through the dirty old window skimmed by..."
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