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Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Crumbling Sand

My feet stood solid
In the crumbling sand.
Beneath me crashed waves
As he floated from land.

I stood motionless
With tears on my shoulders.
But my heart had followed
And left a grey boulder.

But I made no sound
In the silent night.
As I stared,
He sailed from sight.
"Solitude" Photograph by Matre

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