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Apr 2014
I Want Thunder

But you don’t want rain.
Ocean waves will crash
Fluid and strong and always.
There are days you will storm and cloud.
And there are times of still and blue
Wild and unpredictable killer,
Gives all use to us.
Holds so much life within,
And salt will heal the wound.
The blood between the continents,
Lend me your strength
And your adaptability.
Cleanse my wounds
Smooth the rocks.
Connect me to life.
Wash memories over me,
Currents, direct me.
In and out with tides
Live here on my arm
This is both my relationship right now and the tattoo I want. The two are inversely correlated. I want a wave on my arm to have the strength of the ocean on the arm I would hurt. I want it to remind me of strength in all areas of my life
Sahara Niamh
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Sahara Niamh  Florida
(Florida)   
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   Lior Gavra
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