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River erosion

Sea sickness sinking into my skin.
Slitting folds and cutting moulds,
on my knees I beg:
where do I begin?
Written by wordswordswords
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Author's Note
This is a real short one but I just think it sounds cool, with the alliteration and assonance and stuff. Actually jotted this down a while ago but found it again today and liked this little thing, more like a play with sounds than an actual bit of poetry I suppose though.
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