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Mar 2020
Those soft waves rushing up to the shore,
They rock back and forth,
That mighty ocean carries so much depth,
I start to lose my breath,
Too calm that sea,
Opposite the storm inside of me,
I take one more breath,
Delicate.
Anastasia
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Anastasia  29/F/a galaxy far, far away
(29/F/a galaxy far, far away)   
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       --- and Rosen Blanche
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