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Thursday, January 26, 2023

No salt

I desire not the destiny of Lot's wife 

My path will not lead me to an eternity of salt

for gazing at what is behind me

I always consider what my bare feet carry me away from

but I do not visit to pages turned 

My future is spilling over with water 

Freshwater

New life 

No salt 

No salt 

No salt 

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