can you imagine an ocean of words rippling between two shores? tangled and overlapping, excited clapping waves and crashing, storms of stories and salty weeping, secrets sunk in boats, secrets she's always keeping. i know the inflection and the reverse, i heard you rehearse, stumble and worse. let's not talk about the curse of crossed stars and false starts. navigate with compass or navigate with heart. | december 2018

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