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letra de wild sheep - climate

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sands
the shores of barbary
are sticking to my knees
a different kind of land
where ships fall from the sea

grand
the mock detective tale
that’s stuck inside of me
i wish we could set sail
as caprid escapees

an elemental brand
the grit between my t–th
from a shiny leg of lamb
and the joy of jealously

i’ve done a good job
of hiding it
where you’ll probably
never find it

lambs
are nipping at the keel
their moody undertones
are a salty meager meal
of skinny knucklеbones
i might just have to sing
of a love long burgеoning
of the little things we said
as we took our daily bread

exquisitely
sketched on bristol
your t–th, your hair
skin of charcoal

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