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Feb 2020
Deep and black
But far from fright
Her waves smile at me.

Without speech
She murmurs softly
As if she has once felt pain.

Who am I to think
She has not confronted
Loneliness or change.

Though words cannot
Comprehend this ephemeral whisper
I see more in her darkness than in daylight.
A poem dedicated to the comforting, midnight waves during my trip to Malta.
Eleni
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Eleni  F/United Kingdom
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         Harshit Nangia, ---, Carlo C Gomez, Mark S and Fawn
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