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hmm ahh

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thanks robotgoat
i love criticism... this is what beside building off each other on this should give from time to time....

drowning in the swirling sea, the aching calm, the eye of wherever the tow takes the wayward heart, from pt a to pt b, drift along, sea demons the presence so apparently clear, peripheral vision is te need, the sea like a prison but constantly shifting to let the life shackles loose, its a power the sea, a different lover for every strife, a new breed of salty song that rolls with the parting of it all... this the sea is the injection that leaves me hanging, what more and how??