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Nov 2013
Washed up on the shore,
I couldn't ask for more.
The night's coming fast,
Soon this will be passed.
Still sitting in the sand,
Steady on the land.
The darkness is coming,
I will not be running.
Stars rising in the sky,
I look up and wonder why.
Waves crash upon my feet,
The moon has brought no heat.
Shivering in my skin,
The night did only just begin.
I'll sit here so much longer,
Will I ever become stronger?
Taking in this beauty,
Tell me what do you see.
Do you see the night,
Or did you leave in fright?
I'm feeling in my hand,
The many grains of sand.
Listening to the waves,
I'm sitting in a daze.
Now it's almost dawn,
I've been sitting far to long.
The sun is rising,
The waves appetizing.
Maybe I'll go for a swim,
My arms around my legs, slender and slim.
I stand to my feet,
The beautiful darkness I did defeat.
The night is over,
I walk back to my land Rover.
Midnight Shore™  by Nadia DeLevea
Nadia DeLevea
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Nadia DeLevea  24/F/The Land of Lost Souls
(24/F/The Land of Lost Souls)   
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