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Feb 2019
I thought you were my salvation in the bleakness of the world
Telling me I am enough when it was convenient for you
That I wasn’t worth it when it was not
I thought the tide rose and fell with your breath
That the sun came up with you
Little did I know  
I was always my own salvation
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