Unaware-underwater
Spurting bubbles, spurting
Innocence.
Remember temptation?
Hips swing, a moist face
Dancing.
The shining pool, her spirit dove
Into the escape hole.
Book.
Grassy jeans-an empty space
At her side.
Lonliness has passed-
A New Beggining.
Amity Quinn
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