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Dialogue of sea
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Dialogue of sea Bruised lamb I say (conceived in a pit) how walk your legs (path around town) I quiver I lackluster speed sipping the lights lest borrowing browns (till death do us part) Darkly mirrored hand (sand in the bag) upon oath orator orb (the heart is not shaped like one) [ 57 ...