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It’s a trapped feeling days without port I’d imagine, it’s a similar feeling to being on that of an island Scrambling to the ends of the earth only to find the Red Sea Tempting an illusion of faith If only one were to jump from the railings
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 4:10 AM UTC
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It’s a trapped feeling days without port I’d imagine, it’s a similar feeling to being on that of an island Scrambling to the ends of the earth only to find the Red Sea Tempting an illusion of faith If only one were to jump from the railings
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 4:10 AM UTC
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