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Oct 2015
You remind me of wet socks
and November mornings.
A bitter sensation
that leaves me begging
to peel you off my soaked feet.
You overwhelm me.
Roxxanna Kurtz
Written by
Roxxanna Kurtz  24/F/MA
(24/F/MA)   
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