The ship slowing down,the vehicle people's entered, a man calls calmed the roar of current on chest split the sound of trumpets.
Many ships in the harbor, and always crossing straits of ripples the heaviest, but they always far away, such as islands that captured by the ocean, the memories floated.
Sea's always blue, like lip beaten
Tongue's closer
Want to say missed
Longing front of the deck,
but the wind dreadful you're.
One day you catch the sea,
grabbed eye's with no edge, sums up distance that creates but nevertheless
2017
Aug 13, 2017
Aug 13, 2017 at 8:40 AM UTC
The ship slowing down,the vehicle people's entered, a man calls calmed the roar of current on chest split the sound of trumpets.
Many ships in the harbor, and always crossing straits of ripples the heaviest, but they always far away, such as islands that captured by the ocean, the memories floated.
Sea's always blue, like lip beaten
Tongue's closer
Want to say missed
Longing front of the deck,
but the wind dreadful you're.
One day you catch the sea,
grabbed eye's with no edge, sums up distance that creates but nevertheless
2017
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