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Sep 2020
she led me down the ocean green
that whicker in my last nights' dream
fingers trickled down like spray
sweet voices linger the next day

oh seaweed mistress make my bed
make sure that I wake up dead
send me to the ocean queen
let me wake inside her dream
dichotomous
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