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Oct 2012
The Antiquity of Loneliness
sand in my mouth
Sand in my lungs
if you can here me, let me out

water at my feet
how It makes me feel complete
the abyss all around
crashes at the sound
connecting me to everything
Written by
RoRRiM
596
   Artemis, Olivia Mercado and A C
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