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Mar 2019
Just crashing beneath you,

Just ashes

Maybe flames,

We're mayhem together

And those dark blue eyes call my name.

He's taking my hand,

Your eyes unreadable

Your lips silent.

He's begging for a dance,

He's taking my hand,

Are you even there-

My eyes begging you to cut in.

The seas may separate us,

And the mountains a wall

People holding us back,

But won't faith allow it all?
Abigail Grace
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