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Mar 2017
i heard snow doesn't snow anymore back home
even if it does
it doesn't stay for long anymore .

i almost got buried in that winter coat
when warmth of my rushing blood flooded within my vessels
i knew i doesn't just wanted to breathe and survive
i wanted to feel alive
breathe wild air  from ocean
to point in a direction
away from storm
and just
sail.
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