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Poet B
Poems
Aug 27
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The caress of the wind on my cheek,
holding me up as I perch on a cliff.
The sound of waves matching my heart,
pounding beats into my soul.
The tinge of salt in the breeze,
making my nose inhale the air deeply.
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14/F/I don't know
(14/F/I don't know)
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