It had spikes
That much I can remember
Speared rosetips
The oceanic defense
Sometimes turning over
Pressing against my ear
I could listen in
Quieting my breath
Before going under
i am a philosopher of eternal thought
It had spikes
That much I can remember
Speared rosetips
The oceanic defense
Sometimes turning over
Pressing against my ear
I could listen in
Quieting my breath
Before going under
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