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Jan 2019
her hair is the waves
her scent is the salt
her eyes are the color
her body is the flow and
her mind is the deepness.
She is your force,
your first thought in the morning
and the last one before you fall asleep
but if you dive to deep
you will dance with the waves,
swallow to much salt,
get blinded by the blueness,
get stuck in the flow
and drown in the deepness.
Linnea
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Linnea  22/F
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