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Sep 2022
We forget the tides as they claw on
Into the purple oceans of old
We forget the shores
Thousands, ten thousands
And then so many more
As ***** mix in with the seagulls
And seashells we lose
Through toiling of wave wave wave
Everything passes
02/04/2022

Sweet gloom. Writer’s block. This is old
Ayesha
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Ayesha  20/F/Silver Sea
(20/F/Silver Sea)   
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