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Feb 2016
Standing aside
sun gibbering
a moments collide
rotating dreams
shifting upon axis
thrown adrift,
start the car
it's time to go
seeing faraway
pollen drifting
in your hair
set of jaws
Tense in despair
smell the gas?
Time to go
on the verge
Off the curve
careful not to drive
Into the sea
careful not to drive
over the wet sand
wary of desires
too easily
set adrift
Eriko
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Eriko  24/F/USA
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