"There are sailing ships that pass,
all our bodies in the grass.
Springtime calls her children until she let's them go at last.
And she's chosen where to be,
though she's lost her wedding ring.
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds"
watercolour paint
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"There are sailing ships that pass,
all our bodies in the grass.
Springtime calls her children until she let's them go at last.
And she's chosen where to be,
though she's lost her wedding ring.
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds"
watercolour paint
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