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I found a piece of China said my son in his sleep he was only little Last night I found a piece of China too under a Pisces new moon I dropped into the cellar of my soul under those dank dark vaults I was surprised to find an ocean It was all your doing I thought my sorrow would drown us both water lapping at the high Georgian ceiling barely air to breathe but you found those little orange armbands and as the water started seeping under the old sash windows past the poorly fitting door into the streets below you taught me how to swim It is slow here under the surface of a sunlit sea seaweed swaying and there on the bottom is my treasure chest at last gold glowing pearls trailing If only I could show you what then....
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Mar 16, 2021
Mar 16, 2021 at 3:45 AM UTC
Fear of gold
I found a piece of China said my son in his sleep he was only little Last night I found a piece of China too under a Pisces new moon I dropped into the cellar of my soul under those dank dark vaults I was surprised to find an ocean It was all your doing I thought my sorrow would drown us both water lapping at the high Georgian ceiling barely air to breathe but you found those little orange armbands and as the water started seeping under the old sash windows past the poorly fitting door into the streets below you taught me how to swim It is slow here under the surface of a sunlit sea seaweed swaying and there on the bottom is my treasure chest at last gold glowing pearls trailing If only I could show you what then....
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54/F/Bristol UK
Mar 16, 2021
Mar 16, 2021 at 3:45 AM UTC
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