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Artysta: Chokebore
South east Tyger river is swollen and all the divers were left there to die, swimming in circles like lizards under blackened and swollen skies. They`re nothing but cold little demons; they`re nothing but scared little mice. They`re nothing but cold little demons, swimming back and forth under the ice. I called to tell you I am drowning. I called to say that I am drowned. The dirt around my feet can whisper. The dirt around here screams out loud. See. The people that I know won`t touch me; they stay as far as they can be. I guess they think that they can`t trust me, and I can`t kill what I can`t see. See. South east Tyger river is swollen and all the divers were left there to die, swimming in circles like lizards under blackened and swollen skies. They`re nothing but cold little demons; they`re nothing but cold little mice. They`re nothing but sad little demons, swimming back and forth under the ice. I called to tell you I am drowning.
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