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Mar 2015
"Find an anchor"
Because anchors hold you down,
And keep you from floating out to sea,
I once thought it was love,
Though that was silly of me,
Because love is pretentious,
And is no longer a part of me.
Love is dead,
And the only thing that anchors me down,
Are the thoughts in my head.
Escalus
Written by
Escalus  Thomaston, Georgia.
(Thomaston, Georgia.)   
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