With the sea
You don't need a friend
anymore
No empty spaces
to fill with noise
The coast
And the white foam
Even for a day
Become your lovers
But the salt makes your skin itch
Sep 26, 2017
Sep 26, 2017 at 12:39 AM UTC
With the sea
You don't need a friend
anymore
No empty spaces
to fill with noise
The coast
And the white foam
Even for a day
Become your lovers
But the salt makes your skin itch
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