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Jan 2017
The air is immovable.
you took the wind with your wrists
so i light candles for a trace
of your cyclone steps
To   stop    drowning    on    dry      land
let me breathe in
let me hold your hand.
Oskar Erikson
Written by
Oskar Erikson  24/M/London
(24/M/London)   
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