Sep 2015
Holding onto the rod of life.
Throwing the line, out into open sea.
The hook might get stuck.
Don't tug.
The line might break.
Help will come.
You just have to wait.
Throwing the line, out into open sea.
The hook might get stuck.
Don't tug.
The line might break.
Help will come.
You just have to wait.
(19/F/Up On Mars)
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