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The tide unturns things got wild words flung unmild There can be little need of shoving harsh away when rosettes of care are placed on your path Time will mere churn on now so slow - slow - slow like thick butter needing urgent spreading yet with missing slice only melting can be now Turn away turn away Turn away it is as you wish Turn a way
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Sep 18, 2013
Sep 18, 2013 at 3:18 AM UTC
Turn away
The tide unturns things got wild words flung unmild There can be little need of shoving harsh away when rosettes of care are placed on your path Time will mere churn on now so slow - slow - slow like thick butter needing urgent spreading yet with missing slice only melting can be now Turn away turn away Turn away it is as you wish Turn a way
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Sep 18, 2013
Sep 18, 2013 at 3:18 AM UTC
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