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By the way To all the cryptic beings Find a place in my heart Away from the public Toward the evening dawn Bordering the bright blue sea There you will find grain Possibly wet sand Coconuts by the dozen Enough pleasure Just the right amount For a hairy beast Sadly, it is all lies A hairy beast Coconuts in the sea This poem means nothing Really that's the point It really is cynical
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Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 10:48 PM UTC
Cynical Truth
By the way To all the cryptic beings Find a place in my heart Away from the public Toward the evening dawn Bordering the bright blue sea There you will find grain Possibly wet sand Coconuts by the dozen Enough pleasure Just the right amount For a hairy beast Sadly, it is all lies A hairy beast Coconuts in the sea This poem means nothing Really that's the point It really is cynical
dakotajdawson
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22/M/Huntsville, AL, USA
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 10:48 PM UTC
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