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Apr 2020
We felt the soles of our feet cracking up

As the moon gazed upon our alabaster skin

Silently we went to sleep


And then we woke up to the waves in between us, pushing us away.
"You leave with the tide, and I can't stop you leaving."

December 2017.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
(30/M/Singapore)   
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     Bryan Lunsford and Batchelor
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