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Jan 2019
Arm
of
the
sea
Birth
to
thee
Bodies
delivery
Water
markers
anniversary
Swimming
in
sync
with
what will be
Channels
confectionery
of bitter
stroke
sweet
Breathing
swallow
Breathing
deep
Flowing banks of reeds that creep
Rapid current
Floating
slow
Freestyle
Buoyant
aid
for
mile
Treading
water
Tired
Below
Springs of hope as you go
Narrow
vision
Opening out
Sea of plenty
Turn
about
Island on the horizon
Or
to
sails
that
have
spent
No man is an island
Though we can
pretend!
Kate Rebecca Hopwood
Written by
Kate Rebecca Hopwood  38/F/Liverpool
(38/F/Liverpool)   
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