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Apr 2019
I live my life on an island,
and my world is small.
I stand for hours on my shore,
waiting for the plates of the earth
to shift beneath me;
to carry me across the oceans
to continents that I will never reach
on my own.
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.        10.04.2019
Isobel G
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Isobel G  25/F/Australia
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