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Feb 2011
Sometimes I sit |STARE|
Soaking up emotion like a sponge
Then squeezing it out as inspiration
It pools at my feet
Rises above my head
An ocean, now--
Embracing the monster wave
I drown

Crash. Into. Me.
Written by
Amanda Jean
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