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each moment a wound
the last one being fatal,
you won't recover.
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Lost at Sea
Although your eyes shine brightly, your soul is lost at sea. You cover the storm with laughter as you fade into the deep. Are you in need of rescue, or resting safely below the breach? Do you long to touch the surface, or is it too far out of reach?
By Tiffany L Galeskiabout 19 hours ago in Poets
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