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Jun 2016
swollen fists
swooping down like swallows
to kiss your pond water skin
the ripples transcend
as your knuckles rip throughΒ Β 
to the bottom
of
the pond
that's filled to the brim with laughter
that's full of tears.
Written by
robin
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