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The Fire Burns
Poems
Aug 2017
Cold Beach
The cold empty beach,
seeping sand into my soul,
the cold crashing waves,
longing for swimmers.
The undisturbed *****,
raid tide pools, brazen,
while green leaves blow,
across silent silicate.
Written by
The Fire Burns
M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)
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