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Apr 2015
All this drowning has taught me
To breathe underwater.
The salt fills my lungs
And drains the blood from my cells-
Like the women who milk the cows.

The tide grows stronger with every wave
That crashes against my shore
And I don't know how much longer
This ship can hold on.
Savannah the Desert Mermaid
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Savannah the Desert Mermaid  Your Girlfriend's Pants
(Your Girlfriend's Pants)   
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   Rapunzoll and Ariel Baptista
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