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May 2012
Your eyes are like oceans

And windows and trees

I just sit still

held fast by your breeze



More than anything,

as the waves come and go

the tides of your eyes

I wish to know.



But I am tied down by

ghosts and ink

and people who know more

(that’s what they think)



I hate how we live

all bound by our world

For when I’m with you

My wings are unfurled



So take me away

with your storms set me free

take me away

to your eyes of the sea
Gracie Ghost
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