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1d
My heart was always
bluer than the sky—

I asked the sea
if it might
wash my pain
away—

but the sea
will carry nothing away
that I don’t let go.
Marc Morais
Written by
Marc Morais  55/M/Canada
(55/M/Canada)   
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