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Naked! We flee once more to hear the roar
Of foamy waves, leaping across the sky,
Splashing through cliffs, to froth along the shore.

Run! Clothe yourself in your soft urban fold
Squaloring in your plastic world, only
To smother within its rusty tin mold.

2018-12-18T15:08:00+00:00