My father would've missed Newfoundland
My mother doesn't
I see shorelines in my head
She sees the Ottawa river
How I long for the ocean
How I long for a way out
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 11:07 PM UTC
My father would've missed Newfoundland
My mother doesn't
I see shorelines in my head
She sees the Ottawa river
How I long for the ocean
How I long for a way out
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