Wednesday, October 23, 2019

Waves came crashing like a fist to the jaw...



I visit the
Beach, every
Chance that I get
For some reason
The sea has a
Strange hold
Over me
Without taking
The part, that
I'm a sailor
In my own rights
The notes
Of the
Breaking Waves
The stretch
Of the sand
Under the feet
Nothing changes
Never a subtle
Difference
Whoever said
Change is constant
I'm sure
Like vedder says
Never have
Been delivered wings
Given to fly!

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