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Sep 2017
My ship is sunken
mast, wheel, sail
cracked, crushed, fallen.
Not now there is no time
forget your half measures
swim, breath, reach.
It's been so long
we've been through hell
and high water
you and me
but who do we want to be?
Sun up, sun down
time passes
but your memory can not
fade in the grey
it just comes and goes like
the tide in the moonlight's grace.
Dimitrios Sarris
Written by
Dimitrios Sarris  32/M/Scotland
(32/M/Scotland)   
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       Kelsey Chupp, Peter J and Jamadhi Verse
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