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Sep 2015
I saw the wave that would drown me
And I did not move
But I hoped instead that it would not crash ashore
But what a fool I was to believe
That a wave would not smash into the sand
Stealing away bits and pieces of it
And pulling them into the ocean

I saw the wave that would drown me
And I stood there like a clown
Too afraid to stay and too afraid to go
Oh cruel wave
Do you see how you have killed me

Swallowed me up in your saltiness
Told me do not move or you will break
And breaking me anyway
And so I blend my brokenness with the sand
And I am washed away
Lost forever at sea
Just the sand and the broken pieces of me.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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