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Apr 2021
Blind, inconstant love:
you rose up and shattered
on me like the burst salt wave
over the night promontory.
I was so unprepared...

And then you receded,
back into the sea, impossible
to differentiate from the rest,
the only traces of you
what remained on me.
Evan Stephens
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Evan Stephens  44/M/DC
(44/M/DC)   
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