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Feb 2014
I stand
On the shore
Of my mind.
I watch the
Ocean of
Memories
Ebb and flow,
And I
Sigh.
Because although
The shore is
Present
And
Safe
The sea of
My past
Seems much more
Appealing.
Willow Sky MacDonald
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