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neptune seated in the briney blue hear me i can't help but think of you as something on the way out salinity increasing water's quiet whisper, bursting to a shout no real attempts at ceasing what we know in time will come about here's to the future refugees here's to the dead sure to die here's to weather we knew once to the tears surely to be cried and one for the men and women in charge
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Jan 31, 2021
Jan 31, 2021 at 12:42 PM UTC
Neptune
neptune seated in the briney blue hear me i can't help but think of you as something on the way out salinity increasing water's quiet whisper, bursting to a shout no real attempts at ceasing what we know in time will come about here's to the future refugees here's to the dead sure to die here's to weather we knew once to the tears surely to be cried and one for the men and women in charge
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Jan 31, 2021
Jan 31, 2021 at 12:42 PM UTC
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