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In washed out moments In choking mist The years roll With weight of ocean's flow It's surface stretching imperfect reflections Over eyes drawn to wherever darkness gathers.
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 8:04 PM UTC
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In washed out moments In choking mist The years roll With weight of ocean's flow It's surface stretching imperfect reflections Over eyes drawn to wherever darkness gathers.
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jamaica plain, ma.
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 8:04 PM UTC
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