And the mountains fall Into the heart of the sea
But this stone is precious.
Still, under canyonslie open-mouthed–fish, scaled, hooked.Gut a spoon for once;break me againstgiving sounds: oak,round, my grief.
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ah, beautiful. thank you. that is about it. yes, under the canyons.
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