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Feb 2015
sea
Sometimes I find myself
looking over the distance
wondering how would it be
if the words never did this
I look over and I see
the sea like glass
why would I want to end that way when
all I have would be useless
so I stand back and I laugh how selfish would it be if I had jumped into the sea
Andie May ostrander
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