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Overfinite

Published: Oct 29, 2008

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if i could write you
something real i would
write you a boat that
would go under the waves
and over the storms.

i would write you
a map that would find
atlantis and the titantic.
but only if you took
me with you.

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GwenavhyeurAnastasia

Jul 3, 2009

i don't like the ocean.

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