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Upsurge |
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Limbs tingling with a premonition of something beyond the physicality Of the body my soul is entrapped inside. Like streams of icy fire racing through my veins, Setting metaphysical vasculature aflame. Tapped into my own power source; Harnessing one pulsing bloodline. Upsurge from the ocean's depths, Tasting freedom after the warmth of the womb, Unapologetically naked and soaring high. |
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Amber May
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