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Jan 2018
My mistakes, shortcomings, errors, and failures, are as sand by the sea.
As his voice raises an angry wind, the sand hits my stinging eyes.

Other times, the waves of his affection wash wet and smooth the sand down, and we walk and look at the falling sun.

But even as we stroll, the sand sticks to my feet,
I know that sand will stay stuck to me.
I have to admit, these feelings are unknown to me. I just wanted to be edgy like the cool kids.
EK
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EK  22/F/Virginia
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