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Jul 2020
My body, driftwood
Remnants of a ship
That hit the wall
Hours ago
And floating
Conversations erode
Into splinters
Corpses, these words
Clutching at emotions
For one last lifesaver
To keep me alive
Drifting on the surface
In hopes to find home
Written by
Amanda Hawk  42/F/Seattle
(42/F/Seattle)   
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