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Jul 2013
The lapping of the water
as the waves  lick the lake shore
leaves me feeling lonely
wondering where my rudder is
to steer me through
the murky waters ahead
Lost within the moon glow
under a sapphire sky
I shudder and shake
withholding the tears I cannot cry
Any present moment
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