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Aug 2017
My words maybe silent
          but the ripples carry on....

With every shore that I reach,
                     even though restrained.


Every wave is inevitably felt...
            no matter its touch.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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       Poetic T, ---, Kelly Rose and Bianca Reyes
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