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I fill a glass with what you gathered They wilt against the window pane The morning sees you off with nets to scatter You will come in with the tide again We swim? without a word between us. Our breath held in. We read enough in the rush of, Braille on our skin, on our skin We swim without a word between us. Our breath held in We? read enough in the rush of, Braille on our skin, on our skin Oh, oh, oh from Lisa Hannigan - Braille ( ONDINE movie)
Posted on: Fri, 23 Aug 2013 07:16:41 +0000

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