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Nov 21, 2007
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I gave you a seashell
There was something in the way you used to tell it
it was new and pealed,
it had always been waiting
this balance is
one that will find a tightrope.
There was something in the way
I used to hear,
I would sit on the porch.
theres a dream
that fits like a broken reel
where I got to find an
edge and a tool
before there is no coil.
— whitetea, Nov 21, 2007
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weirdelf
18 years 6 months ago
I somehow get the feeling
whitetea
18 years 5 months ago
I meant for it to be a