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Adrift

Mourn anew.
In cleansing turbulence swept to weeping.
An unreachable depth washes over.
Holding breath still swells the current.
Bound to bathe in compelling glow.
As tide to moon.
You move me.
Written by RyanBlackborough (Surprise guest)
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I left this in drafts for some reason?
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