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Jan 2020
say hi to me,
through tidal waves,
rolling, washing over feet.

raise the dead,
in your broken stead,
i swear i'll bring some comfort,
to your head.

break me too,
i can lose with you,
the two of us can take the moon.

no one else,
i'll meet you there,
just promise me that you still care.
charles
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