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Oct 2016
The call of the ocean
has long echoed in my soul,
an ancient power that is turbulent,
haunting
and never fails to enchant.

Perhaps,
it is to blame
for why I allowed you
to drown me.

After all,
a shipwrecked mermaid
is quite the paradox,
but I had always told you
your eyes held
a beautiful sea storm.
Amanda Sharpley
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Amanda Sharpley
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