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Apr 2016
She grows
By the light of the moon
And the tides are rising

All I need is a kick
In the back or the mouth
And I'll be drowning in the middle of an ocean

Because I was born
Knowing how to swim
But I've got a sinking feeling

Maybe I'm the anchor
That finds the ocean floor
And makes a home
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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