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Dec 2020
Lying on the sand
a sun-baked crustacean
I watch the waves
clamoring
one over the other
coming to lift me
and carry me away
to a watery Atlantis
but with each approach
they retreat
coy paramours
coaxing
but then withdrawing
second repost because nobody could see it.
ghost
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ghost  16/F/im lost
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