by elo69santa cruz, California, USA
Aug 2016 651 Views 1 comments
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all the sands from the beaches
were grains of gold in her eye
though we marched across her breast in tiny boats
her mind was still as glass and reflected sky
were grains of gold in her eye
though we marched across her breast in tiny boats
her mind was still as glass and reflected sky
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Posted: Aug 2016
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