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Jul 2017
whether they come in waves
or they come in cascades,
let your emotions wash over you
or you'll float through life only seeing what's on the surface
i breathe in the feeling of inadequacy
because it's fresh and it's crisp
and it's the most bittersweet taste to grace my lips
when all i breathe out is stale air.
oliver g wilikers
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oliver g wilikers  27/M/Scotland
(27/M/Scotland)   
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