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abundance
I’ll draw my line in the sand
And today that’s where I stand
Lucky for me the ocean tides will decide
How permanent my line resides
You can draw yours with ink
I appreciate how you think
But I’m far too wild for consistency
Dance by the fire blissfully
I only want joy today
What more can I say
I’ll never behave
I’m a mother of all
Come to me when you f...
Tuesday 27th March 2018 1:09 pm
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