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Sep 2016
You make my heart coil
into the seed it once was
before the dirt and sun
I think I’ll lock it up in a chest
and throw it into the sea
you think it’ll grow
with all that salt?
I bet it would
maybe even into
light that could penetrate
whirlpools
Written by
Rae
258
   alicia
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