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Oct 2018
The sky is like the sea beneath,
Filled with frothy, feathered teeth.
Made with wispy, white-washed waves,
And clouds comprised of cotton haze.

The blue of sky, the blue of sea
Both quietly fade away
Into monotonies of gray
James LR
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James LR  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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   Diction
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