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*QUICKSAND*


*QUICKSAND*

Tell me,
am I alive
or am I
a slowly dying planet
Before, I’d looked
high and low for love
I’d been from shore to shore
And if there was a short cut
I’d have found it
But then I realized
there’s no easy way around it
If you take detours
You’ll likely end up in quicksand
And that’s not where I want
my story to end

© she
September 14, 2016

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