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Jul 2016
On the sunset,
in the sun
on the run.

My moaning bloated boat
makes it's slow way

Down into the tide,
into the deep,

Deep, deep, the eyes
the ocean, deep.
where to go from here?
Written by
Kevin Taww  neverwhere
(neverwhere)   
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