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Jan 2021
In order to dive deep you need to learn how to swim first,
        
but after playing with fire the oxygen
                                               Burns worse.

Now
Your heart weighs so, she pulls
your mind thin.
I beg the bodys marks allow me in;

Not to breach the paddock
where peace and marrow grow-
I mere wish for souls fingers to reach and handle mine
Between the cresent moon and

the wilting pine.
Written by
Belle  Canada
(Canada)   
105
     Imran Islam and preston
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