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Nov 2021
your form a buoy,
to float me from the depths
to the clouds tip of the skyline
where we would lose us, in our eyes.

now without you
i drown,
as the waters rush my lungs
, that i have to forcibly neglect,
to tell you, you never failed.
Tyler
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Tyler  24/M/PA
(24/M/PA)   
110
   Khoisan
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