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FluorescentShadow
Poems
Sep 2020
Bell
The din of the second hand,
Quickly recedes into the ebbing tide.
We are not one, but we’re the same,
So is time, as it becomes the ocean’s bride.
The tide returns twice a day,
And so do the seconds,
Repeating for an eternity.
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FluorescentShadow
18/M/Does it matter?
(18/M/Does it matter?)
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