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Serendipity had be trickling Down to the bottom of the well. Rise and fall and rise and fall Inseparable like Heaven and Hell. The peaks and valleys, Miscounted tallies, And words that seem to spell "L O V E S disguise" My lack of words is the loudest I yell. Speak to trees that see through me With eyes so blank, yet full; I run my fingers through my hair, The wind pushes and pulls. A rainy day down at Block Bay Feels nice, despite the cold. I am one with the lake and mountains; I am infinitely old. The industrial wharf is bobbing Up and down again; Rise and fall and rise and fall, The All and Every in it's zen. The peaks and valleys, Miscounted tallies, And words that seem to spell "L O V E S disguise" Everywhere is where I dwell.
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Apr 4, 2012
Apr 4, 2012 at 4:21 AM UTC
Block Bay
Serendipity had be trickling Down to the bottom of the well. Rise and fall and rise and fall Inseparable like Heaven and Hell. The peaks and valleys, Miscounted tallies, And words that seem to spell "L O V E S disguise" My lack of words is the loudest I yell. Speak to trees that see through me With eyes so blank, yet full; I run my fingers through my hair, The wind pushes and pulls. A rainy day down at Block Bay Feels nice, despite the cold. I am one with the lake and mountains; I am infinitely old. The industrial wharf is bobbing Up and down again; Rise and fall and rise and fall, The All and Every in it's zen. The peaks and valleys, Miscounted tallies, And words that seem to spell "L O V E S disguise" Everywhere is where I dwell.
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Apr 4, 2012
Apr 4, 2012 at 4:21 AM UTC
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