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Jun 2019
when they told me:
Guard your spirit
i laughed, frilly manner
listless with decision
a water lily bobbing;
eager to cut my anchor and drift
Sinking
Sinking
drifting into deep

depth swallows my yellow.
Written June 2019
Ashley Kaye
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Ashley Kaye  19/F
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