Trackless Sea
I'm oceangoing my tongue is the moving ship on this trackless sea
By Cheyenne MercadoPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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I'm oceangoing.
My tongue is the moving ship
on this trackless sea.
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