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Apr 2019
the sea bears no lanes,

yet currents change concurrently.

motion without mind to right

of way--tides waving closer

and further from shore.

where

destination becomes the distance

between breaths, gladly drown.

not once losing touch with all

that's untouchable--deep down

to the crushing pressure that

carries the sea's weight.

where the sun's rays flicker out

in a pure act of faith.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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