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Dec 2019
These trenches are dark, wet, and deep
but She reminded me that the sea
was never a mystery.

She told me that the world was at my
fingertips; i just had to reach forward,
open my eyes, and see.

When i took her hand, the water froze.
All motion halted, as this Gaia revealed
that this was nativity.
Written by
Janelise  30/Cisgender Female/California
(30/Cisgender Female/California)   
   Larry Marshall
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