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Sep 2014
I have fallen
I won't be there
to break the waves,
to dust the dirt
with bare skin
off your face.

You either
wither and die
or dance with
the coral.

Catch the sun
with your eyes
break the surface
while your body
sings.

Swim with
the kelp beds
or tangle beneath
the hooks &
the strings.
Josh
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Josh  28/M/San Francisco
(28/M/San Francisco)   
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