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Jul 2015
You are the Moon and my heart is the tide.
Constantly pushing
and pulling.

This back and forth,
frothing and crashing turbulent wave cycle,
it's exhausting.

I cling to the bow of this ship,
hoping the calm between stretches longer this time.

Why couldn't I have fallen in love with a placid river?
Megan Black
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Megan Black  Kentucky
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