The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
Thursday, October 20, 2016
DEBRIS
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The waves cascade forth.
Carrying their baggage to shore.
Debris of life gone by.
Muted colors of the pink sky.
Seaweed tickles my toes.
Shells crunch beneath my heels.
A display of humanity.
Sprinkled through soft the sand.
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