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Isobel Webster Jun 2017
First acquaintances
made the distance
between us
seem not so that way,
to  allow the belief of a mermaid
gave the life of Santa away.

I still believe you
Isobel Webster May 2017
I could be anyone,
preferably no one,
and yet I am still
waiting upon my
dawn faint awakening
in look for
a glass of water
Isobel Webster May 2017
I like awkwardness.
It creates a silence
that is used
in the purpose of thinking.
Isobel Webster May 2017
I went to see the orchestra
and fell in love with the cello man,
his fingers plucking at the strings
the same way you plucked at mine

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