dig it

nowhere postcards
burning raincoats
standing longer
than going
believe hog
to be
row everything
endless paper
slither pools
change million
meander letter
box tumble
shades world
night frightened
me-me tears
playing wine
hear freely
it it
do angels
find words
parted answer
cloudy wake
dirty lime
robbing late
feeling how
looking hard
time wet
sunshine hair
socks soul
travelling honey
begged fooling
twice cold
nine winding
night standing
know waiting
door long
ago moment
blue more
loner grass
girls belonged


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