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Submerged He feels the dirt’s love affair Unfamiliar with its sound A coating of sleep so coarse She inhales his fear Mariners wonders He is real and colors ago She had wept of his passing Now, no longer apart of story Her winds wave hello Underneath her tresses His mentor had strained, limply Halted beauty did not restrain him? Eva I find she plays
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Jun 2, 2025
Jun 2, 2025 at 10:53 PM UTC
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Submerged He feels the dirt’s love affair Unfamiliar with its sound A coating of sleep so coarse She inhales his fear Mariners wonders He is real and colors ago She had wept of his passing Now, no longer apart of story Her winds wave hello Underneath her tresses His mentor had strained, limply Halted beauty did not restrain him? Eva I find she plays
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Jun 2, 2025
Jun 2, 2025 at 10:53 PM UTC
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