Apr 2020
follow the tide with me to the north
to crawl i'm begging you
salty owls you're poking to
hide with me in our home
now that you've found my hope
now the sound of me is gone
to crawl i'm begging you
salty owls you're poking to
hide with me in our home
now that you've found my hope
now the sound of me is gone
(18/M)
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