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Jul 2013
To me she was the river
and I but a boat picked up and
carried by her

Her hurried current moved me
into deeper waters I wasn’t ready for-
If ever you can truly prepare for a sinking

Just as the water does
she dumped me into her and asked me
not to fight it as it would only make it worse

As much as I struggled to restrain her waves
She rushed into me until
I was content drowning in her
SG Rose
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SG Rose  San Diego
(San Diego)   
   --- and Traveler
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