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Jun 2019
Your soft featherlight touch
wrapped around my shoulders
did you know you are made from tears?
Did you know you hold oceans inside of you
that the deepest part of the ocean is not blue
it is purple.

We both have a little bit of purple lipstick on us
twirl around and around until the world is a blur
your soft featherlight touch
wrapped around my shoulders
reminds me I am home in the deepest
part of the ocean.
Nuha Fariha
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Nuha Fariha  Philadelphia, PA
(Philadelphia, PA)   
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