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Arkansas skies, endlessly wise and wider than the bluest tide Dam closed so **** close to the edge, bullishness of the blueish hue Borders of the borderland shuffles eastbound, walls get built and torn back down To see a thousand sunsets, grows tiring Turn my back, decision made to see no more
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Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
By the Cuff of the Wrist, Over the Edge of a Cliff
Arkansas skies, endlessly wise and wider than the bluest tide Dam closed so **** close to the edge, bullishness of the blueish hue Borders of the borderland shuffles eastbound, walls get built and torn back down To see a thousand sunsets, grows tiring Turn my back, decision made to see no more
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Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
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