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Apr 2020
The tide rolled in
heavy...
as our toes formed in the beach
I thought about us running away,
after each wave
our footprints disappear,
my anxiety rushes as you come running out the door.

my hands loose the keys
they fall to the floor
and all I can hear is slamming doors.

we ran away
the only evidence we ever were together
is washed away
ask the tide
where we hide.....
Jay Jimenez
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Jay Jimenez  33/M/Floating in space
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