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Another Word for Home

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A collection of poems regarding the adventures and beauties of the world ✈️


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I love the way your salty hair wraps around my body, and how in the dawn you spit out your anger making it foggy

I love the feeling like your floating but your really just in bed, or how you pull out when your nervous but come back and spread

I hate the way your children lurk beyond the average eye can see, and why every time I leave you seem to follow me

Some things I like but others I dread
Some things I hate but others I love 
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-dear beach, Ruby DavisAll Rights Reserved

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My Only Redemption ✔️ [COMPLETE] by ShaneekaBarnett02

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Lost And Found (4 Shots) ✔️ by TheAshleyDaniel

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