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Above and ocean somewhere out of sight, flight on a moonless night We rise like gods You call out a rising tide - Pull I peel back clouds and pile them out on the shore like a blanket for sand."
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May 10
May 10, 2026 at 11:52 AM UTC
"At night we casually fly
Above and ocean somewhere out of sight, flight on a moonless night We rise like gods You call out a rising tide - Pull I peel back clouds and pile them out on the shore like a blanket for sand."
Reading: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQqXfXPVaiE
KevinHogan
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May 10
May 10, 2026 at 11:52 AM UTC
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