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Do you hear water wherever you go? The hum, the slosh, the drum, the stroke. Always moving, potentially drowning us slow. Like how happy people hear music you hear the tide, and the moon tugging gently; you have nowhere to hide.
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 3:12 PM UTC
track one: water
Do you hear water wherever you go? The hum, the slosh, the drum, the stroke. Always moving, potentially drowning us slow. Like how happy people hear music you hear the tide, and the moon tugging gently; you have nowhere to hide.
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 3:12 PM UTC
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