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Daunting resurrect
Upon the cracked ocean tiles
I fall in deep blue
About the Creator
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Sail On, Silver Girl
I was still mad about it, all these years later. I was barely an adult, and only thinking about boys, partying, and occasionally studying. I know, quite a change, isn’t it? I swear, the universe laughs, and the Deity feeds and thrives on the irony produced by our efforts.
By Meredith Harmonabout 16 hours ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Moments in time we fall deep to the circumstances of what lures us. Great Analogy
This was so deep! I loved it!
so amazing what are you waiting for can you join the group of my friends read the nice story that I have prepared for you have prepared for you
Ugh this is so beautiful. Great haiku.