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There’s a dark grotto Under the sea With shelves and shelves Of bottles Clear, glass bottles All of my secrets A carefully watched castle The middle of a concentric series of impassable walls Surrounded by a forest of kelp With razor-sharp teeth And then the narwhals The narwhal guards Armed to the teeth with halibut-slicing knives Their three-meter horns Gleaming in the moonlight Guarding All of my secrets Skeletons, trespassers of yore, Strewn about the seafloor Bones picked clean By the scavenging ***** No one can enter No one can leave The grotto with the shelves Shelves and shelves of clear, glass bottles All of my secrets But as for the ***** For the first time in centuries The sunlight warms the waters Melts the kelp Kisses the narwhals Buries the bones and torments the scavengers Clearing away the darkness A nonstop route through the castle Protecting All of my secrets The tendrils of photons creep along Wary Ready for a fight The grotto growls menacingly Unguarded For the first time in centuries But upon the first touch - Light meets stone - The sea shudders Ecstasy And in repayment for salvation Out come the bottles Floating to the surface Bathing in the light All of my secrets
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May 19, 2010
May 19, 2010 at 3:20 PM UTC
All of My Secrets
There’s a dark grotto Under the sea With shelves and shelves Of bottles Clear, glass bottles All of my secrets A carefully watched castle The middle of a concentric series of impassable walls Surrounded by a forest of kelp With razor-sharp teeth And then the narwhals The narwhal guards Armed to the teeth with halibut-slicing knives Their three-meter horns Gleaming in the moonlight Guarding All of my secrets Skeletons, trespassers of yore, Strewn about the seafloor Bones picked clean By the scavenging ***** No one can enter No one can leave The grotto with the shelves Shelves and shelves of clear, glass bottles All of my secrets But as for the ***** For the first time in centuries The sunlight warms the waters Melts the kelp Kisses the narwhals Buries the bones and torments the scavengers Clearing away the darkness A nonstop route through the castle Protecting All of my secrets The tendrils of photons creep along Wary Ready for a fight The grotto growls menacingly Unguarded For the first time in centuries But upon the first touch - Light meets stone - The sea shudders Ecstasy And in repayment for salvation Out come the bottles Floating to the surface Bathing in the light All of my secrets
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May 19, 2010
May 19, 2010 at 3:20 PM UTC
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