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SCREAM at the top your lungs To cure any doubt for deafness On a bumpy ride in between satin and fog, Slipping on the white leather smudged With the day's dirt. Let's sit and tear At the rolling and swirling dolphins, Who swim to hunt to eat to swim, In no hurry.
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Jul 1, 2010
Jul 1, 2010 at 11:22 AM UTC
Tearful Morning Boatride with the Seagulls
SCREAM at the top your lungs To cure any doubt for deafness On a bumpy ride in between satin and fog, Slipping on the white leather smudged With the day's dirt. Let's sit and tear At the rolling and swirling dolphins, Who swim to hunt to eat to swim, In no hurry.
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Jul 1, 2010
Jul 1, 2010 at 11:22 AM UTC
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