Selkie Coat

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I'm lying in your coat. The smell of salt lingers on your skin. Your soul speaks to me, oh, mother of the ocean. I want to be like you. I long for freedom like yours. I live in my own sea of doubts. I'm being tortured for loving your kind. I long for your love and affection. I just want to be with you, like you, be you. I don't care if I drown. 

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