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moving inland far away from the coast temptation doth bring deeper in land the head seems consumed by everything nearing the coast it's the heart that sings though inland, my love, you will find me away from the bogs or the shoals o' herring holding you at bay with ***** keeping me next to me wanting tomorrow to be the better day my mind, an island for tromping shores different from desert sands when the tide of your concern reprimands on this island the shells are smaller and there are no dollars,   the sea, a shrunken plastic expanse of syringes and lip balm containers, soft fluid-filled bodies turned into sopping brown-bag skeletons, revenges of modern life. there is a rivulet further up shore do you feel it? follow the inlet wind near a candescent pond there is a house open the door if you fall in a home can be found.
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Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 1:37 AM UTC
inland heart
moving inland far away from the coast temptation doth bring deeper in land the head seems consumed by everything nearing the coast it's the heart that sings though inland, my love, you will find me away from the bogs or the shoals o' herring holding you at bay with ***** keeping me next to me wanting tomorrow to be the better day my mind, an island for tromping shores different from desert sands when the tide of your concern reprimands on this island the shells are smaller and there are no dollars,   the sea, a shrunken plastic expanse of syringes and lip balm containers, soft fluid-filled bodies turned into sopping brown-bag skeletons, revenges of modern life. there is a rivulet further up shore do you feel it? follow the inlet wind near a candescent pond there is a house open the door if you fall in a home can be found.
jiminy-littly
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Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 1:37 AM UTC
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