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*Storms make grey the sea
And erode the surface of the shore
Cold resentful icebergs
Outside my window
A field of sinking liquid caskets
Closing in on me
I hear the sound
Of toy pianos underwater
Remnants of their music keep
Washing up on achromatic beaches
Songs that made love shine
Have fallen into shipwreck
A missing charter's rusted hull
Casts the one color heaven allows
Storms make grey the sea
And erode the stages of the sun*
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Oct 20, 2022
Oct 20, 2022 at 9:19 AM UTC
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*Storms make grey the sea
And erode the surface of the shore
Cold resentful icebergs
Outside my window
A field of sinking liquid caskets
Closing in on me
I hear the sound
Of toy pianos underwater
Remnants of their music keep
Washing up on achromatic beaches
Songs that made love shine
Have fallen into shipwreck
A missing charter's rusted hull
Casts the one color heaven allows
Storms make grey the sea
And erode the stages of the sun*
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