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Disembark
the bed was an ocean
of sheets, separating
you from me
we were two islands
only an isthmus apart
I could reach my hand out
and touch you
if only you chose to stay
and not disembark
of sheets, separating
you from me
we were two islands
only an isthmus apart
I could reach my hand out
and touch you
if only you chose to stay
and not disembark
Published 15th Jan 2024
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15th Jan 2024 3:46am
Some guys get scared and abandon ship. I don't think bacitrason will help that.
15th Jan 2024 5:30am
I can’t say that i am innocent in the matters. I definitely didn’t always make those seas easy to sail in. But I learned well by the time I got married so I could be a good partner.
