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Dec 2018
The waters shift.
The boat then sways.
Casting riffs,
On the waters stage.

Oars crash!
Disrupting the play.
The dance now dramatic,
A ballet of rage.

The boat tips,
Waves turn the page.
Darken the water.
The ****** is grave.

breath deep,
lungs give way.
This water's depth,
could not be gauged

A drop let falls,
From Oars now still.
It greets the water,
Letting ripples shrill.

sink to the bottom
Embracing waters fill.
A forgotten story,
Of the droplet spill
Written by
lowkeymorns
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     To Be Frank
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