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Oct 2021
walking through clouds
catching blue drips of sky
catching in my mind
a vision, a dream?
of what is meant to be
a shallow shell
one little hole of where I could be
I will let the blue drips go
washing away the colour
leaving me emotions
bear and exposed
Snow Selmon
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Snow Selmon  20/M
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