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Oct 2014
the sea looks deeper,
bluer,
greener?
when you
stitch the gaps in your
hands to
mine all I see is
pink.
all I see
is the pink, pink sea
with the angels
kissing
it's eyelids,
the waves falling
into mine
where has my pink sea gone?
I squeeze
my eyelids shut in search
of the sea's
where has my pink gone?
avery
Written by
avery
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     jinx, ---, Erenn and Musfiq us shaleheen
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