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Man Overboard the storm was well observed you could see it in the distance signs of discourse obvious there was way too much resistance the skies were turning hell fire red serpent seas thrashing at the sides visibility extremely limited in his head prepare for oncoming tides batten down the hatches matey set the main sail in it's proper place rocking to and fro sickness coming on taking on excessive water splashing in his face the bilge pump is out of order sinking deeper by the moment huge wave of discontent knocking now increasing the internal torment with a final fling of natures force all this energy that was stored flung him to his watery grave SOS came the call the man was overboard    hypothermia wont take to long to settle in his aching heart bitter cold words of his final song tearing the canvas binding all apart Morpheus... aka Gomer LePoet...
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May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 1:18 PM UTC
Man Overboard
Man Overboard the storm was well observed you could see it in the distance signs of discourse obvious there was way too much resistance the skies were turning hell fire red serpent seas thrashing at the sides visibility extremely limited in his head prepare for oncoming tides batten down the hatches matey set the main sail in it's proper place rocking to and fro sickness coming on taking on excessive water splashing in his face the bilge pump is out of order sinking deeper by the moment huge wave of discontent knocking now increasing the internal torment with a final fling of natures force all this energy that was stored flung him to his watery grave SOS came the call the man was overboard    hypothermia wont take to long to settle in his aching heart bitter cold words of his final song tearing the canvas binding all apart Morpheus... aka Gomer LePoet...
david-nelson
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May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 1:18 PM UTC
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