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FIRSTS

May be there are too many firsts between us. Like how I was the first to calm the storms in you Held you weightless in these small hands. Or how…
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The Anchor

He whispers promises like waves, soft, but enough to pull her under,she lets them wrap around her ankles, lets his lies become the tide that cradles her to sleep."He’ll change,"believing…
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