18h
I used to dream of
distant shores,
where the waves could drown
everything I couldn't bury,
until
the day I dreamed of
home,
and realized it was just
a graveyard
for what I never let go.
distant shores,
where the waves could drown
everything I couldn't bury,
until
the day I dreamed of
home,
and realized it was just
a graveyard
for what I never let go.
Never enough for them
(16/F)
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