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Chaos
She swims the deep blue,
chaos in her heart,
mind a bright spark,
words that shine a light afar.
A fire burning in her soul
as she does not yet know
she's already whole.
Deep as the deepest sea
the deep of her words
speaks to me.
Can't see the forest
for the trees
when I hear her read.
Her voice,
it does
such beautiful things
and I get lost
...Saturday 6th May 2017 12:58 pm
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