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Water roaring going to fast to see in the deep prussian blue water only seeing water flying in the air in tufts blue they land on the raft looking for something to grab to stop us, only one thing to grab the color of the bush jumps out the rose taupe staring branch breaking falling backwards not stopping landing on the bow of the antique ruby boat
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May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 3:15 PM UTC
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Water roaring going to fast to see in the deep prussian blue water only seeing water flying in the air in tufts blue they land on the raft looking for something to grab to stop us, only one thing to grab the color of the bush jumps out the rose taupe staring branch breaking falling backwards not stopping landing on the bow of the antique ruby boat
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May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 3:15 PM UTC
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