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Dec 2018
I
Never saw you as a ghost,
a wreck cast to the coast.

Like waves to sand
You say, "Swing from the ropes"

I don't know why,
everything exists at all.

But I try,
when I see you walking down the hall

But I try,
not to ask why.

My Feminine divine
thomas paye
Written by
thomas paye  21/M/Detroit Mi
(21/M/Detroit Mi)   
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