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Sat at the watchtower drunken not by *** Soaked by morning sun the dark haze of ice Sat at the watchtower not knowing how I feel Sunk in a yesterday kiss the maze of days gone Sat at the watchtower the portrait of the light Stokes by the artist porter the rise of the lost teases Sat at the watchtower the wonder of the pirate eye Sold and ribboned in liquor the hidden side of your phrase
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 5:29 PM UTC
Sat at the Watchtower
Sat at the watchtower drunken not by *** Soaked by morning sun the dark haze of ice Sat at the watchtower not knowing how I feel Sunk in a yesterday kiss the maze of days gone Sat at the watchtower the portrait of the light Stokes by the artist porter the rise of the lost teases Sat at the watchtower the wonder of the pirate eye Sold and ribboned in liquor the hidden side of your phrase
Jaq
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 5:29 PM UTC
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