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Today I was the most whimsical yet elegant harp of a lady and he was a warm ocean tide crashing in on anything solid 
 And we played together whilst I sang choppy bits of the best opera I knew right there on his chest
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
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Today I was the most whimsical yet elegant harp of a lady and he was a warm ocean tide crashing in on anything solid 
 And we played together whilst I sang choppy bits of the best opera I knew right there on his chest
allison-marlow
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
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