Aug 2018
The seal does not bother to ask why
It spends its days on hunt and play
And when it gazes at the sky
It does not wish that it could fly
It looks, it sees, it turns away
It spends its days on hunt and play
And when it gazes at the sky
It does not wish that it could fly
It looks, it sees, it turns away
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