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Oct 2018
I can never really tell
If the tide is high or
low or if it’s going out
or coming back in and
I don’t really know much
about the phases of the
moon and if it’s waxing or
waning but I know that
when you hold me the gaping
void that usually corrupts my
soul is finally gone and for
once I am actually whole
Written by
Helena
173
   Gods1son
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