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one day, we will take a while, sit, & talk about that secret sea & how it’s water once came upon us, over and again,yet never took us from the shore. 

the moon controlled the rhythm of tides foaming at our feet.

we will recall the feel on our toes &  reteach each other to each other.

time has, in fact, saved us

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