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Apr 2019
my thoughts are of the ocean and the beaches that form the shore
they are on the raindrops that soaked into the land or flowed beside the others forming the rivers
they are on the mountains the river flow through and the scars they leave as the river carries it to the sea
my thoughts are on the sand under my feet and the journey of which it took to arrive where I stand
a loose granular substance
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Matt  26/M
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