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Jun 2011
Someone once told me the world is an ocean
and we're all islands
inhabited by our thoughts, our feelings
our wants and memories
they said there's no way to cross the ocean
to have an intimate meeting with another islands thoughts, their memories
try to cross and you'll drown he said
well I'm learning how to swim
Written by
Noah and the Ark
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