GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

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Day after day, day after day, we stuck nor breath nor motion. As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean. Water, water everywhere and all the boards did shrink. Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink.


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rime of the ancient mariner
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“I've worn out always being afraid, an endless stream of fear that I've made. Treading water, full of worry, this frantic tick tick tock of hurry.”
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