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Mar 2013
Thrown waves on me at moonlight, ridden me away

pull my hairs still, frozen skin on her death night

Marine algae wrapped my brΓΊn drowning limbs

crashing waters, her sound of slapping skins

Penetrating pleasing plunge planked ashore

swimming mouth full of cries everlasting repression

Ceto rising soaking souls I am a healing temple
Carissa
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