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"Undercurrent" There’s so much under the surface Undercurrents The colour’s barely there but you still feel the vibes The sea barely moves but you still hear the tides The sun’s barely out but you still feel the rays The breeze doesn’t blow but the palms still sway Ay, ay, ay… yeah, the palms still sway the boat still floats and the pickney dem play the mountains in the distance like a kingdom, what a vision the scene doesn’t speak but the soul still listens.

By Tarik Ross Cameron.

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