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Jun 2016
The view is still.

The mist appeals on the sea it seals

But down below I writhe

My howls they burn with vowels unheard.

You see a speck of flame

My inferno seeps, ten thousand leagues deep

There you wait for me

Upon the beach with a coaxing breeze

We may never meet

I never showed, the ocean froze.
Aug. 23 2014
Brandy C Zoch
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Brandy C Zoch  Texas
(Texas)   
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