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*With all too
familiar moorings,
holding fast the chain
of sons and daughters,
this hiding place
isn't watertight,
life trickles in everywhere,
hopeful to the bitter end.*
~
Apr 14, 2022
Apr 14, 2022 at 2:28 PM UTC
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*With all too
familiar moorings,
holding fast the chain
of sons and daughters,
this hiding place
isn't watertight,
life trickles in everywhere,
hopeful to the bitter end.*
~
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