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Feb 2022
i want an anchor,
a steady, heavy, rain
down on me, catch.
soft talons to grab my
flesh, keeping me.
above air or under.

tender winds pushing,
never falling through.
charging at amity
crashing into loves embrace.
Laura
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Laura  26/F/Toronto
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     Aishu, CarolineSD, jude rigor and guy scutellaro
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