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May 2019
you passed by the river
and the reflection was cast on
my curve of bank.
the current
lost it’s strength at the mouth
like words whispered in defeat.
were it not for my knowledge
of those who have drowned
i would be breathing the reeds and water
and beating against the overflow.
i think it’s human nature
fight for something
for the only thing we know.
Oskar Erikson
Written by
Oskar Erikson  24/M/London
(24/M/London)   
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     ---, Bogdan Dragos and Fawn
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