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Living in the coastHe was so "shore" you would comebut only waves camePoseidon tried to wave backbut shyness... was a setback
We just out here Trying our hardest to stick out By wearing weird clothes   All we Do is clown around and Love We dont really stick out Used up Vans and roughed up shirts  
Sea fog lifting, billowing, moist morning mist. Slug trail shimmering, faded asphalt.   Quiet, calming, claustrophobic cellar smell. City alleyway, sunrise street scent.  
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