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It Was Nuns Apart
I respect our freedom
But it’s nice to know the path is there
If we need it
Gosh, lovely thing
You make me feel like a rock-star
I hope the paparazzi don’t catch up with me
The beast, he could not help it
Show yourself, declare your habits
Share a ritual or two
Yes, her spells
I’m listening
I hope she might be too
Save me! We interjected
Heard waves below
Saw cliffs
A few rocks, much sand
The sound of them, thrashing in
Foam lovely & silent
Why not?
Mark it for now
Before the wash away
The dicing with death, & violence
Our momentary retreat
Then the pictures, of our rescue
But it’s nice to know the path is there
If we need it
Gosh, lovely thing
You make me feel like a rock-star
I hope the paparazzi don’t catch up with me
The beast, he could not help it
Show yourself, declare your habits
Share a ritual or two
Yes, her spells
I’m listening
I hope she might be too
Save me! We interjected
Heard waves below
Saw cliffs
A few rocks, much sand
The sound of them, thrashing in
Foam lovely & silent
Why not?
Mark it for now
Before the wash away
The dicing with death, & violence
Our momentary retreat
Then the pictures, of our rescue
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