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Found in the fog of a destroyed city Spinning with ramble and tassels Clouded covers of amethyst hues Old stories are never to old to tell The words we spoke across shores Under the tree is a home we belong We forgive as the rains pin on tins Swallowed in shallow momentums Did I get it wrong as I saw the light? Unconditioned and astray, all alone Is it ever too late to unwreck the ship? For these waters bonds us together
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 10:54 AM UTC
Is It too Late?
Found in the fog of a destroyed city Spinning with ramble and tassels Clouded covers of amethyst hues Old stories are never to old to tell The words we spoke across shores Under the tree is a home we belong We forgive as the rains pin on tins Swallowed in shallow momentums Did I get it wrong as I saw the light? Unconditioned and astray, all alone Is it ever too late to unwreck the ship? For these waters bonds us together
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 10:54 AM UTC
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