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Trying to steal that pearl from your mouth. But as your name says, you shut me out. I then get tossed in the undercurrent. You offer not a hand, but a laugh. I drift alone thinking of what I can. I the seahorse, and you the clam.
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Feb 8, 2011
Feb 8, 2011 at 4:56 PM UTC
The Rhythmic Story of the Kelp Below
Trying to steal that pearl from your mouth. But as your name says, you shut me out. I then get tossed in the undercurrent. You offer not a hand, but a laugh. I drift alone thinking of what I can. I the seahorse, and you the clam.
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Feb 8, 2011
Feb 8, 2011 at 4:56 PM UTC
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