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Aug 2014
the silent waves of my thoughts
still crashes me every night.
no, i think i am not sad...
the wind is just so powerful
that it creates water in my eyes.

i wish the storm would go away soon;
i long to have a safe journey
to whom i would be with,
without the print of your name
engraved on my ship's mast.
yāsha
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yāsha  24/Non-binary/in a maze of words
(24/Non-binary/in a maze of words)   
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   Ben M and Joseph Schneider
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