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Wednesday, 29 April 2015

Day 29

No further

Wide as the widest ocean
Is the gulf between you and me.
Wider still than many, and one
In blood and flesh and bone.

Deep as the deepest sea
Is the pit I'm climbing from.
Of deepest hate, that you dug for me,
And dare to now deny.

Strong as kevlar fibre
Are the boundaries that I raise,
To block the striking viper
And your twisting, winding ways.

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