JB

Ghost Ship in Magma

  • June 6, 2017, 4:17 p.m.
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Countless nights my mind returns to this dock, searching out for this one ship, this place where the memories echo and I find that smile, that thick hair between my rough fingers.

All these thoughts flood over me and yet here I am, grounded in the reality I must abide by.


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