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Jun 2016
You could jump into a well,
You could cast your feet to hell,
You would return again to me
You could take your life and stab
it through my head
But you cant subdue the sea
You could break my eyes
and scatter seeds of glass
crops miserably sown in past
You and me, we could
sing for the mountains
and walk for the trees
navigate like shadows
drunk on the night
with moonlight on our lips
B Wasserman
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B Wasserman  Minneapolis
(Minneapolis)   
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