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Sep 2013
crossing oceans
that ive never
crossed before
is synonymous
to crossing paths
with a stranger
ive never met before.
except the ocean
sits in between
large land masses
and the stranger
sits between two
lamp posts in
the big city,
and the ocean
is content with
where its at in
life,
and the stranger
wishes for
something different.
Isaiah
Written by
Isaiah  Minneapolis
(Minneapolis)   
756
   echo and taylor stephenson
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