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Sit. Stare.

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.

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amanda-jean

Italian

Published: Feb 4, 2011
LinesWords: 1037

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