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Aug 2015
I think that
I was there
when
Venus
danced from
the foam

her ankles
kissing
the sea

like a conch,
put me
to your ear
and you'll
hear the ocean
in me.
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
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