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Skimming the skimpy Hope:
I hide behind these sounds I hear we're all the same on the inside I wanted to build a raft yesterday to push off into the ocean to discover how much of my body really was made of water and what part of me would meld into the sea and what part of me would dry up and become a solid calcareous lump left to harden and mineralize on the surface of my raft. I think my heart would be the first to go.
© J. Bernhard |
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