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Nov 2019
I reached for hope
My hands were empty
Palms untouched
I wish to feel
To push against

I thought
I would feel warm
The way you feel
The ocean
Sitting on the sand

I reached
All the same
Only to find
The hope I sought to catch
Was rattling
My rib cage
Written by
Laura
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     Bogdan Dragos, TheIdleOwl and eileen
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