Tag: oceans
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Free association
Sapping, unholy Lonely, closely Hold me. Reclutant parole Antlers growing, boldly showing. My bone rose rode stolen ponies across choking whaleroads Wave pinnacles coloured like a lifelong non-smoker’s molars Ambuscaded my boat side, both sides. Wave-slammed I go. Hope is my boat. A blotchy, vitiligo sky connoted. The hydro hide was juicelike. The hiding solar…