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May 2013
inside a passenger seat breathing in a static drive
leaving rolling hills to the ocean's waves
let's slip into the sands.
hide inside our skin
and dive deep.


I'll meet you on a shore
beached and shy,
full of life

and thirsty.
wandabitch
Written by
wandabitch  Promethea
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