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Aug 2018
Hot spring, meadow dew.
There are bodies of water
to separate me and you.

I am my body, though ragged and torn;
my mind & spirit weather the storm.

Inner turmoil, lay to rest.
good night dear, you tried your best.

Promise a world more fair and just
give me more than skin and lust.

Leave my mind, like we never met
I've seen **** I will never forget.

But I make this promise sans regret.
good bye to people who hold me in their vile hands.
i want to forget your touch and face and taste.
leave me be.
whispering wind
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