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Jun 2019
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The leaves whisper
an ocean in my ears
The drops dripping
rhythm in my vessels
The damp soil leaves
a fresh scent in my toes
These salty tears
an impossible future 
in my opinion.
Kate Copeland
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Kate Copeland  50/F/London
(50/F/London)   
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   Riz Mack
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