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Mar 2018
Like a wave to the shores of some far off beach
You will return to me.
Like some cosmic phenomenon only appearing by chance,
You may return to me.
Like the first rain in a desert dying in midsummer,
I hope you return to me.
Like the pleas for death to give mercy,
I beg for you to return to me.
Written by
Alexiss  17/F/yourmom
(17/F/yourmom)   
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     Calliope and Andrew Ewen
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