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The sky cry’s A scream of frantic worship You pant the bitter wind As rain and sea rip into me Smearing blood over the rocks I let the storm crush me.
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Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 7:57 PM UTC
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The sky cry’s A scream of frantic worship You pant the bitter wind As rain and sea rip into me Smearing blood over the rocks I let the storm crush me.
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nosrac
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Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 7:57 PM UTC
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