seawardA Poem by anais.vionetthe sea means freedom and relaxation to me
It's hard to feel like
your growing up when you're moored - sheltering at home. I am patiently waiting to take the helm of my life's navigation. My life, so far, is prelude - I long to cast off and exit the slip. © 2020 anais.vionetAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 8, 2020 Last Updated on October 8, 2020 Tags: shelter in place, isolation, growing up, teen Author
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