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Feb 2017
My voice
may be heavy with water
but it is strong.
My voice carries.
It carried my head high
loud and proud
when my shoulders weren't strong enough.
It carried ships of men over the edge
of me
because they wouldn't pull over
and ask for directions.
My voice carries on.
K Bee
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K Bee  28/F/Vancouver
(28/F/Vancouver)   
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