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Wet gusts burn my flesh Tasting brine, I tack the deep Heeling through the gale
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Oct 10, 2012
Oct 10, 2012 at 12:47 PM UTC
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Wet gusts burn my flesh Tasting brine, I tack the deep Heeling through the gale
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david-alexander-walker
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Oct 10, 2012
Oct 10, 2012 at 12:47 PM UTC
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