A grand pack floating in rolling zoom.
There is Hardly room for more.
Still blowing in
Upon thick piles
Crowded over.
We need to holdout a few days.
The weather is turning soon.
We can make it.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
A grand pack floating in rolling zoom.
There is Hardly room for more.
Still blowing in
Upon thick piles
Crowded over.
We need to holdout a few days.
The weather is turning soon.
We can make it.
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