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season poem
now i'm wide as the ocean
now i bleed roses
and you are just a mark
on the map of my past
and i am a road
i wind along alone
all day until the coast 
POSTED BY little girl blue ON Wednesday, May 20, 2015 @ 12:10 AM
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