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Sep 2012
...and all the sea did call a name...a name that no one heard...it floated on the breeze.....on tips of waves...but it was just a word....drowning....drowning in the midst of swell..... spiraling as its heard...no one recalls just what it was...cause it was just a word........
Edgar Whitman Wilde
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