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There's a puff cloud rolling off a dragon's snout and shark teeth scales that fit him like a crown He's barren on purpose, no need for the surface; he's the hermit of hermits and surely he's ******* earned it For each step fumbled the earth learnt to crumble For each burnt verse the forest lurked wordless His iron-clad claws crawl along the black sands of neverland He uses lambswool to clense the gutter of his jabber jaw He never assumed the words he worked into submission would stem into an insatiable obsession
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 8:38 PM UTC
I am not an artist (Another smoke please)
There's a puff cloud rolling off a dragon's snout and shark teeth scales that fit him like a crown He's barren on purpose, no need for the surface; he's the hermit of hermits and surely he's ******* earned it For each step fumbled the earth learnt to crumble For each burnt verse the forest lurked wordless His iron-clad claws crawl along the black sands of neverland He uses lambswool to clense the gutter of his jabber jaw He never assumed the words he worked into submission would stem into an insatiable obsession
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 8:38 PM UTC
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