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Sep 2017
been
just here recent
a slow ebb
like a shell
on the beach waiting
for a passerby
to pick me up
put me to her ear

I'm nakedly
exposed
bare
calling out echoed
sand in my
coils

don't know how
many more
highs
I can be here
through
wordvango
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wordvango
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