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I watch the water tumble into my class, swirling and rocking You're speaking but I can't understand a word that's coming out Like wind on a beach, their meanings are lost I'm drowning with every syllable like the waves you made in my glass of water.

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sunstarsmoons

Canadian

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Written by

sunstarsmoons

Canadian

Published: Nov 27, 2014
Time: 1m

Tags: #word #food #water #speak #class #utopia #dinner #bubble #syllable #date

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