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Swells
Poems
Nov 2014
For the love of John
Or if the morning doesn't come
by the time you find home
I'll paint white doves by your feet
to take care of your bones,
so that if you can't open your eyes
by the time I come around
I'll lay in your grave, meet the gray ocean and
let you be
and then
maybe
you'll get to know peace,
and the wind will tell me it's okay for you to leave.
#loss
#death
#pain
#acceptance
#father
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Swells
29/F/Utah
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