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i’m drowing and i can’t tell which way is up i can’t tell if i want to know which way is up i am quaking like sand and soon my mouth will froth like the shore it’s cold and it stings and there is so much saltwater filling my lungs, filling my stomach, filling every nook and cranny maybe the people of the sea didn’t lure people to their deaths perhaps they merely helped them attain it
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
maybe seafolk aren't what we thought they'd be
i’m drowing and i can’t tell which way is up i can’t tell if i want to know which way is up i am quaking like sand and soon my mouth will froth like the shore it’s cold and it stings and there is so much saltwater filling my lungs, filling my stomach, filling every nook and cranny maybe the people of the sea didn’t lure people to their deaths perhaps they merely helped them attain it
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
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