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Dec 1
I still try to find you in every ocean I go to.

I lay my body beneath the rip currents,
Under the waves and the sand.

All I find is a mouthful of sand
And a realization that
You will not come back.
Written by
Avery Nean  15/Cisgender Female/Philadelphia
(15/Cisgender Female/Philadelphia)   
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