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Sep 2020
pressed her fingers against the surf
so the gentle waves would learn the grooves of her palm
like they knew the stretching white cliffs
that glowed in the starlight
where her naked toes
would defile the sandy flesh of the beaches
as she danced to
whispered music
crackling sea foam
and the thunder
miles and miles away
the sun ceased to rise
to make way for the moon
who watched her endeavors
with mortal pain
Written by
callie joseph  17/F/cayman islands
(17/F/cayman islands)   
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       Carlo C Gomez and Lewis Wyn Davies
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