.where the water hits the sand on a lethal piece of land, there are boys with angry fingers searching for gold in the laps of ladies; red with their fathers eyes. and so the rocks beg skyward, growing old.
now we're fucking in the clay. break your wrists for me so you know that this is how we'.
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