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✧˚ · .      𝔰𝔬𝔣𝔦𝔞 𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 ;      ᵃᵛᵉˢ!   𓅯      ༊*·˚
     ⚹       you are nine and sitting in a harbor, strong and deep waves, ᵣᵤₙₙᵢₙg bₑₛᵢdₑₛ wᵢₗd bₑₐₛₜₛ, crash against feet that float above the sandy ground.   blood splatters on rocks cut rough buy thousands of years of tides,   ₛₕₐₖₑₙ,   ₛₚₗᵢₙₜₑᵣₑd ₐₙd ₛₕₐₜₜₑᵣₑd by ?????????  vultures and canaries sing for a recall,   hands pulling at bony shoulders until you fall into the water that birthed you.   you are an unknown idea,   an unknown thought,   person,   being.   yₒᵤᵣ fᵢᵣₛₜ ₘₑₘₒᵣy,   yₒᵤᵣ ₗₐₛₜ.