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May 2017
If you should lose
sight of me,
know the rope
you used to
save me,
I cut free.

I head with the current's
generosity now,
towards a dreamer's
shoreline,
and like a rogue wave
defecting from the ripple,
I will surge
and
race to discover my
own strength before
I am found
lost amongst
the water.
ct lokey
Written by
ct lokey  New Hampshire
(New Hampshire)   
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