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I'm an island, in a lake in a big city. The water around me is deep and foggy, the hills I carry, steep but soft, even sinkier, dig your own way out. Or in, making the mill spin, caught a swimming trout. With bare hands I touched With bare hands I clutched I was told to bend not break. I want to spend more time to make this work. Inhabit my world, enjoy my fruits and trees and nature enjoy me, live me, hair, uncurled, major mistakes, set straight, be, dare to be, loved.
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 5:43 PM UTC
Molten
I'm an island, in a lake in a big city. The water around me is deep and foggy, the hills I carry, steep but soft, even sinkier, dig your own way out. Or in, making the mill spin, caught a swimming trout. With bare hands I touched With bare hands I clutched I was told to bend not break. I want to spend more time to make this work. Inhabit my world, enjoy my fruits and trees and nature enjoy me, live me, hair, uncurled, major mistakes, set straight, be, dare to be, loved.
Daan
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Belgian
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 5:43 PM UTC
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