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Dec 2016
and his hair falls in waves just like that ocean he likes to swim in
but I'm too afraid to touch
the depths of those waters
i'm afraid
they will consume me in one gulp
and spit me back out
leaving me dripping wet and
standing still
°°°°
swimming lessons
Cecelia K
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