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Oct 25
I found myself remembering the past and present days
and thought about my nature and the way that I was raised
I learned to seek a certain kind of solace in the depths
of where it was I came from β€˜fore I ever took a breath

Consistencies were born in me before I ever was
I reveled in the pureness they poured out into my blood
I look for them to this day still, and fight the urge to say
the sea outside my body carries inconsistent waves
born / raised
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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       Keith J Collard and Carlo C Gomez
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