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Heather OC: Week 23 of 208

Lap


Sizzle up on the sand.

Land with such monotony -

Lulled into bliss. This


Is what it is

Supposed to be like.


Her poem, about love, the

One I read this morning, is

The most real.


Not a war, she offers.

But a journey; and though


Passports fade and expire,

With the correct

Simmer the ocean

Expands and contracts and


Is all it was ever

Meant to be.

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