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Jul 2018
A diver and a feather both fall
simultaneously
from the same height
into a pool of still water.
The diver makes a slash,
the feather hardly a ripple.
But when they land
the water changes
in the same way it did
when you entered my life.
1.10.2017
Written by
Julie Grace
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