A lost town submerged in fog, only mountain tops seen through cloud. colourful greenery cloaked by only one dull colour grey. The town called wanaka is gone for today, only found when seen tomorrow. the clouds over centuries building emotions like a 2 year old girl would when she loses her doll. Finally releasing the hurt onto the community, leaving us the sound of the pouring rain. The rain so moist and heavy it seeps into the flesh and hydrates the hair leaving you with the feeling of wet.
Raise your voice, open your mind, unlock your imagination
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