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Dominique Flynn

Abstract Drama Fantasy

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Dominique Flynn

Abstract Drama Fantasy

Tides Are High

Tides Are High

1 min
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Waving, rocking

Welcome life_

Crashing, pulling

The tides are high

A hand reaches out

Towards the sky

Cups runneth over

Fluids delight

Such a fright

A sight_

Sore eyes

Waves beckon

Welcoming life_

Comforts limited

Unknowingly

       despised

A hand reaches out

_as tides are high.


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