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Apr 2020
salt water
stains my lips
my skin covered in a film of
D A R K
sand. my eyes trace your face
as i talk to you about the many
T I M E S
when i was younger
that i crashed on this old beach
tears glistening upon my cheek
as you remind me whats
A H E A D
Melanie Jackson
Written by
Melanie Jackson  17/F/corning ny
(17/F/corning ny)   
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