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after we met
i turned
into a moth
approached the light
and burned up
you were worth it
A sweet poem despite the sense of pain
The Sea The sea is a nomad Wandering from land to land Destined never to rest in pools Or to find eternal calm. The sea is pushed and pulled...
A sweet poem despite the sense of pain
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