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Mar 2015
I feel every minute
Scraping by like the ceaseless chafing of the tides
Each one of you that enters my life
A glimmer of hope as destructive as the crashing of the waves
And I am left as only grains of sand
Laurel Leaves
Written by
Laurel Leaves  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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