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Apr 2014
Simon
I'm a rock
I'm not sure the things I was before
Or the could and would of it all
But i know surely that now I'm a rock
And I like it like it were mine
Because it is now
This rockiness
Has become the me inside of mes me, yes I am here
It is me?
This time Henry, simon is what I meant
It's about you, its about you
And coming undone
But as you find me in the whirlwind
In the marriage that lasts for 35 years
The having a kid or drowning of such kid
Of the yacht set to sea in the highest of marsh, of dune.
It's land I see!
A rock a rock
And not much more
Natasha Adorlee
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