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“Boring Moorings”

Posted on January 1, 2013 by ABSTRACT KING

Boring mooring currents, Barnacles attaching to my heart, Weighing like an anchor, My white shine is fading to red, With this dust in the med, Lonely, I need a woman, To make this half a whole man.

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