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Seeking asylum behind the wall and if Jerusalem should fall we'll head off to a desert isle. I'm going to file that away for a rainy day which may be tomorrow, who knows. Down here in Le Havre watching ferries calve cars it all seems like madness to dream for a while of soft sand and an isle when the desert is here within me.
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Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC
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Seeking asylum behind the wall and if Jerusalem should fall we'll head off to a desert isle. I'm going to file that away for a rainy day which may be tomorrow, who knows. Down here in Le Havre watching ferries calve cars it all seems like madness to dream for a while of soft sand and an isle when the desert is here within me.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC
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