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Dec 2014
Float.
Float away with me.
Take my shaking hand and steady me.

Drift.
Drift away with me.
Take my trembling waist and lead me.

Steady me and lead me
through this world's structured madness.

My feet need to leave this pavement.
My ankles are turning to stone.

My toes crave the clouds.
Alyssa Rose
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Alyssa Rose
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