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bawdiness -> Sinking (12/24/2014 11:11:53 PM)
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Sinking without thinking the surface idly blinking against the speed I race through from the depths and into the blue. Crashing splashing against the jolt, fish fly as I cry and brace for the bolt. Canyon calling the air spins falling, I climb to side of this heartbeating ride. Fishermen lines tangling binds against the current beating on, shimmering back, pulling the white of the light away from the piercing crack. The whisper of flame trickles out from my brain in the grain of this lane I inject in your vein, grasping at the silver hair I'm pulled back down to that wicked lair, sinking.
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