these thoughts are why i have no friends
Tuesday
delicate ocean sand.
Across the ocean’s surface a Dainty Lady waltzes.
Her legs like tree limbs: strong, durable and rooted.
Around her neck hangs a Golden Heart Locket.
Rings on each fingers and a soul full of truth.
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