Sep 2019
how sweet it is to be lost
and tossed in the river
one hand takes the place of another
in a struggle to breathe
we are free to deceive ourselves
and for once take our own
side in the battle
and tossed in the river
one hand takes the place of another
in a struggle to breathe
we are free to deceive ourselves
and for once take our own
side in the battle
Written by
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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