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Apr 2016
Positivity is a wave
which sweeps the surface;
laps at my feet
to then melt
like i did at my mother's
by the fireplace in winter,
then disappear
much like the fireplace
and her warm feet.

Anxiety also lies close to the shore;
it is the wave that throws itself
against the rocks.
I am the rock.
b mafika
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b mafika  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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     Sourodeep, Isabella Rosemary, ---, Kalon, NA and 2 others
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