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14/M/all my life, an islander.    woman takes you down to her place near the river; You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever And you …
Tide Islands
Lost at Sea    A clusterfuck of ramblings from a manic depressive stranger. Artwork: Me Everything here is my original work unless stated otherwise. © J.E. DuPont
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