Feb 2017
stones under the sand,
roads around your eyes,
when the moon stops
the tide fails, a cold bell
drops out of the ringing sky
and you hide in shadow
roads around your eyes,
when the moon stops
the tide fails, a cold bell
drops out of the ringing sky
and you hide in shadow
just a thought, not more...
(63/M/Germany)
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