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Aug 2012
No one
steers this ship alone

While upon
Our only home

Going down
The ship is skin

Rank and file

fear within

interactive
reactive

what is
beginning
what is end

what's the cost
of being lost

or found in accusation
vessel-ed souls long abandoned

that ought matter naught
for what air remains

in breath
in beings

being
sane
Sa Sa Ra
Written by
Sa Sa Ra
950
   --- and CA Guilfoyle
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