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in this one the waves are curling into my toes breathing me to life with the salt from the air my hair remains falling onto the shoulders that you've claimed for yourself - selfishly leaving me waiting; watching the horizon line for you

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For You?

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madeline-frosh

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Jul 18, 2016

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Notes: July 18, 12:03am

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