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The world is shifting right beneath my feet, All I can think of is what I gotta eat. The sun is setting right over the green hill... The world’s moving — but I’m very still.
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May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 6:23 AM UTC
Eye of the Storm
The world is shifting right beneath my feet, All I can think of is what I gotta eat. The sun is setting right over the green hill... The world’s moving — but I’m very still.
© Alicia Kapudag 2020
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May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 6:23 AM UTC
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