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beyond the brittle towns asleep | |
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i look where stealing needles of foam | |
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in the last light | |
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thread the creeping shores | |
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as out of dumb strong hands infinite |
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the erect deep upon me | |
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in the last light | |
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pours its eyeless miles | |
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the chattering sunset ludicrously | |
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dies, i hear only tidewings |
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in the last light | |
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twitching at the world |
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