Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Posted on April 24, 2019
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Creaking like a ship at sea Sails rattling and flapping Snapping in a stiff Ocean breeze Salt in the wounds Groaning, moaning, Straining to rise Rise above the decks Like a looming wave; I only trickle gently Towards the final shore.
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