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Waves and Sand

Waves crashing
Quenching my thirst,
Distracting from my outer layer being
Stripped away.
Old sand stolen as it recedes.
Leaving the new exposed,
Naked,
Vulnerable.
Shaky on new ground.
The new me learning to live,
To be and thrive,
To love and trust
WITHOUT you.
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