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Small Victories
Taking to the ocean
distance put between
my flippant will
and things to conquer
heart beasts
tugging at my sleeve
Turning, turning, turning
from that incessant chasing
the bay recedes, city lights
swallowed by the horizon
heart beasts
circling overhead
Test me, am I strong enough?
I try not to be broken
daily trials so choking
can I survive them?
At night, rocking in the wav...
Wednesday 25th December 2019 12:53 pm
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