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rain continues to fall on and on window battered like a steel drum and you don't get used to it there's something unsettling about rain that runs for days makes you wonder about the state of the oceans are they still full or has all the water gone, congregated here on our lips and skin so much coming in my gut is full to the brim, i cough and it's a horror movie; schools of krill, seagrass, algae.
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 6:05 AM UTC
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rain continues to fall on and on window battered like a steel drum and you don't get used to it there's something unsettling about rain that runs for days makes you wonder about the state of the oceans are they still full or has all the water gone, congregated here on our lips and skin so much coming in my gut is full to the brim, i cough and it's a horror movie; schools of krill, seagrass, algae.
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 6:05 AM UTC
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