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Jan 2019
I walk along the shorelines of your ever deep
Soul
The waves grab at my ankles
With ulterior motives to trap me here
only my feet leave prints in this sand
These are uncharted lands and I am
Trespassing
Iz
Written by
Iz  F
(F)   
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     Colm, Perry, --- and Sean Fitzpatrick
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