Hissing and frothing murky depths,
lapping up her depraved turf, seeking hidden seashells.
Crashing and pounding against
dishevelled garments, bunched up to her waist.
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Dreamy converse, easily lost, even the stars
one day will disperse. Love for this life will drop like lead
as the inferiority of the material rears its ugly head.
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