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May 2015
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You're the hope that pulls my lips towards the surface of the ocean when
I am drowning.
You're the relief and peace in that inhale I was reaching for,
And when I am exhausted and cold,
You are the comfort in the heat
of the sun.
Lahela
Written by
Lahela  24/F/Hawaii
(24/F/Hawaii)   
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   Sarleen Kaur
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