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find me — unsteady cut

poem

T.S. Narkissa Luna
Sep 2, 2018 · 1 min read

i’ve cut me a soul
that isn’t making sense yet,
i guess I’ll be lost for awhile.

it’ll be fine,
the flow and time isn’t moving,
it’s just changing.

just find me,
where there is the unsteady,
you’ll find me the sea.

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T.S. Narkissa Luna

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Poetess & Writer. Mother of the hidden moon. Healing with spilled ink and tears. A soul aged with the things of night. https://www.patreon.com/tsnarkissaluna

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