Standing alone on the beach
The waves come rushing to my feet.
The sun sets, ironic
The wind reminds me of wild cries
Cries of loneliness, they echo in my ear
I watch my ship sail adrift in the blue of the night.
I write my name on these shores...
Soon to be washed away by the sea…..
Rags
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