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Sleep

Do you listen to the song the dolphins sing? So familiar and so distant Let me sing to you of the soft blooming and the dumbing down of rust The deep darkness sleeps, as your eyes clinch Linger the fold away with not another blink Inhale the moist stench of pity's salty breeze I'm standing on the vanilla frosted mountain you can not reach.
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aya-gare
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Aug 11, 2010
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