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Nov 2018
the ocean
it calls
reaching out with invisible fingers
beckoning me
saying
come, child of mine
to the place you were meant to be
the place you've always yearned for
the only place you'll ever feel at peace

i am its long lost child
briefly returned but never for long enough
and it calls for me to return forever

my child, it says
you have only glimpsed your future
place your life in my hands
i will guide you
you will be okay


i comply
i will be okay
the wanting gets worse somedays, like the feeling is consuming me, and all i want to do is sit and let the waves crash over me
empty seas
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empty seas  15/F/away
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       Boi and Crazy Diamond Kristy
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