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Aug 2023
Tell it to me straight
She whispered
Because a soft gust in a heat advisory
Won’t set ships a sail
And if canvas
Hangs
Let go the anchor
and swim like hell back to shore
A face of contradiction
Pleading more with herself to understand than to have it explained
kaycog
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