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Oct 2019
The ocean calls my name
I stare at the waves
I feel free of shame

As the foam washes my feet
As it saves
I feel complete

All I can do, my dear heart
Is to keep going
Maybe I will depart

It's oh so unknown
I will be growing
I'll make it on my own.
Juliet R
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Juliet R
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