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The Deer
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Windinseaandwhine
Sound, isn't it strange how the layers play and intertwine Sound, isn't it strange, Like the ancient wind in sea & whine Sound, upon her whim, whispering she won't wait for him His writ, a heavy limb, flails & frails, Spinning hymns Spinning him through sea in whine, the ancient wind in sea & whine Still, a seraphim of irridescence will pulse & pull you in as you leak away your hydrogen 'till your lungs give in Faint, I hear her roar and ricochet off the ocean floor round an ambient wade in textures I haven't heard before Faint, I hear her roar and ricochet off the ocean floor round in ambient wade in textures all unheard before heard before, herbivore, in textures I haven't heard before
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