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Water

Please don’t cry when I leave-
For when I slip beneath the water
My tears at rest – sing me to sleep
Gently closing my eyes with glimmering cheeks
My sweet brown hair becomes darker
Among the moments
Before my last breath
These words still won’t budge





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