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Apr 2021
I lapped my lips
in child-like longing -

there was the salted breeze
there was the deep blue sea

and she welcomed me into the wake
and swept me into her wayward womb

my re-awakening -
my first breath!

another chance at life,
where he did not leave me
Written by
Cindy
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   --- and S-zaynab-kamoonpury
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