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what do you say to the ocean at your door? lapping at your welcome mat leaching dye with every push, every pull slip sliding under the foundation rendering it sodden. fertile ground for the mold that you breathe in with every pull, every push of salt air entering your lungs. what is there to be said to the ocean at your door? there are claims that making sand castles on the shore together knowing the tide will come in is still worthwhile journey as opposed to product but this is your home being eaten away this is where you live and the tide is coming in can you talk to the ocean at your door? anymore than you can talk to the ocean in your mind, eating away at the levees you worked so hard on. eating away at you.
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Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 3:31 PM UTC
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what do you say to the ocean at your door? lapping at your welcome mat leaching dye with every push, every pull slip sliding under the foundation rendering it sodden. fertile ground for the mold that you breathe in with every pull, every push of salt air entering your lungs. what is there to be said to the ocean at your door? there are claims that making sand castles on the shore together knowing the tide will come in is still worthwhile journey as opposed to product but this is your home being eaten away this is where you live and the tide is coming in can you talk to the ocean at your door? anymore than you can talk to the ocean in your mind, eating away at the levees you worked so hard on. eating away at you.
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lucy-crozier
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Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 3:31 PM UTC
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