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May 2010
When midnight steals into the passages of Rhiann
And the moonlight illuminates the sea
Voices can be heard that resound upon the waves
Vehemently calling out to you to be freed

Your mind will be filled with countless recollections
Of a time that your heart knows could not be
The cold damp embrace of their pain on your face
Inflicted by a cruel twist of fate from the sea

Soft laughter like the music of silver bells will lure you
Separate you from the warm watchful face of the night
So be careful lest you slip off the edge of the ship
Or you may find yourself joining their sighs

Weathered by centuries of wandering the waves
These lost souls of Rhiann’s deepest sea
Care not who they take to bring them relief
This I know because they’ve taken me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
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