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My heart stays on a hill always out of reach just above the crashing waves well below the lighthouse keep Salt is thick in my veins with lungs that breathe too deep I can not turn back now because the price would be too steep.
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Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 2:40 PM UTC
Beware the song of sirens
My heart stays on a hill always out of reach just above the crashing waves well below the lighthouse keep Salt is thick in my veins with lungs that breathe too deep I can not turn back now because the price would be too steep.
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Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 2:40 PM UTC
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