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Feb 2016
drifting at sea
without
your voice the rudder
my soul
the wind
gusting and twirling
under
our constellations
now
now
catch and billow
righten
in joy
our dawn
rising on the edge
looking for
your smile
to me
handsinspace
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handsinspace  standing on the edge
(standing on the edge)   
520
     DM00, ---, Ben M and PrttyBrd
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