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May 2013
On days without a tide
I think about letting my body slip
from up high and splash into the
cold
wet
ocean

It is a lazy daydream
I think about the stagnant release
of tension and built up pressure like others dream of
romance
success
and childhood

But I am a bland beige
On the spectrum of color and concerns
so I pray you leave me to
dream
mild
dreams
Anabelle Tokash
Written by
Anabelle Tokash  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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   --- and Isis Moon
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