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May 2015
Sand
I'm here now
And even my best is rotting
I buried myself to my neck
I buried myself vehemently
I watch you crawl
Away and away
Til only the sand you eat
shows on the edge of the world
Written by
Brie Williams
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   Sara Murray
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