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No Other Door I Felt More Like Opening

More from "When Fate Was Fair" album

Sun Reaching The Hills

Familiarity With The Unseen

Every Step May Hide A Wonder

The Great View That Captured My Fancy

Comforted By Nature And Its Inhabitants

Surfing On The Shimmering Edges

The Gorgons Were Not So Frightening

Shreds Of Clouds

Trotting With A Heavy Bag Of Memories