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Life seems still on friday

Repeating time tracks in her language      
all over again        
gorgeous.loaded      
       
bullet across my glassed      
wind mill spacing      
       
slowly slowly      
        
tell me why i play plenty with your words unsaid    
                     like jellyfish stitching  
    pregnant  water      
       
       
lullaby summer in rocking yolk      
mining music in my lips        
teach how bare the chest of sea        
                                  swinging to reset sandsun.
Written by AlisVolatPropriis8
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