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The Deep Of Me

You may name it what you will.

But the ocean will always smell like

what is beneath the name.

It will always look like

what is beneath the name.

And it will always feel like my very own soul,

(the underside of my name.)

You may name us both what you will.

But the ocean will always be beyond it all.

And so will the deep of me.

By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. 💕

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