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The old sea god is dead, Torn open and ripped apart For science, study. Villagers maimed Heads cracked open Always asking “Do you have eyes?” Do we see the eyes? If Kos is dead then why does she speak? She speaks of sight, And I see the eyes.
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Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 2:32 PM UTC
Eyes
The old sea god is dead, Torn open and ripped apart For science, study. Villagers maimed Heads cracked open Always asking “Do you have eyes?” Do we see the eyes? If Kos is dead then why does she speak? She speaks of sight, And I see the eyes.
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Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 2:32 PM UTC
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