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Mar 2015 · 1.4k
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Ada D Mar 2015
as I wander by the sea
   footsteps filling gaps once there-
no longer- other footsteps fade
   like stories - storyteller
I become as I draw nearer and nearer
   and yet never in its grasp
it merely sweeps my soles with awe
   like a lover without solace
going on about beneath
   the many suns of time
and I drift further in the wake of dawn
as to watch bone turn into sand

to fill the void of lined up steps
   i walk again to never turn my eyes towards
the longing limbs of foam

Lover of the sea.

— The End —