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Feb 2015
sitting in a rowboat of the middle of the sea,
wondering where the bail bucket could possibly be.
there's a hole in the bottom
where the water's rushing in,
i stand, face the shore, dive in and swim.
baselessfears
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baselessfears  ohio
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