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Jun 2019
I’m shipwrecked,
left in the dark - stranded
in a never-ending sea of despair.
I was sailing for nowhere,
doomed from the start.
No need for an anchor
when I have no destination
or no home to call my own.
Mitch Prax
Written by
Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
(32/M/Australia)   
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     --- and Weeping willow
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