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Quokka

The quokka (), also known as the short-tailed scrub wallaby (Setonix brachyurus), is a small macropod about the size of a domestic cat. It is the only member of the genus Setonix. Like other marsupials in the macropod family (such as kangaroos and wallabies), the quokka is herbivorous and mainly nocturnal.Quokkas are found on some smaller islands off the coast of Western Australia, particularly Rottnest Island just off Perth and Bald Island near Albany. Isolated, scattered populations also exist in forest and coastal heath between Perth and Albany. A small colony inhabits a protected area of Two Peoples Bay Nature Reserve, where they co-exist with the critically endangered Gilbert's potoroo. more »

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Its getting late
I said again
The dawn comes quicker than it ever did
The occhiolism's setting in for
Another week
Another year
Of exponential existential dread
And all the things I could've said

So
While I wait for the sirens
Buried somewhere in silence
From one for all 
Hiding from
High beams
Slowly drowning in dry heaves
Filling glasses with pine trees
To guide my eyes up to the sky for

When I needed lightning
When I needed something other than this
A prayer sung from hiding
A prayer sung from all Id do for an inch
So put away the sighing 
Put away the fear that comes in a pinch
Follow up the tidings
And run like hell again

If i paint feathers
On the wings of yesterday
Will they fly up any higher?
Will they run off in the rain?
Cause I've been tethered by
An old and broken chain 
The moon is lower than I thought
The tides are circling the drain
To find my voice in 
A serpent's sigh
To steer the ship
By a shaded sky staring
Into the sun
With freckled eyes
The sails all torn
But I'll get somewhere in time
I'll get somewhere 

Oh I find
There's never a time for it all
Oh sometimes
Its better to let yourself fall

So take some time to breathe
Fall along under the leaves 
Burning all your effigies
Till they fade into the breeze
And when all your blood is bees
(When the fire's gone out)
Your wills have gone to sleep
(When the tides are all down)
Make yourself believe 
(Shout into the night)
We're all doing alright

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