Tuesday, February 2, 2016

THE ROCKS



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THE ROCKSI wade in the cold,Waves up to my waist.Rocks loom before me,Victims of the sea.Honed to perfection,Faces to the sky.They stand in silenceAs I join their line.


THE ROCKS
I wade in the cold,
Waves up to my waist.
Rocks loom before me,
Victims of the sea.
Honed to perfection,
Faces to the sky.
They stand in silence
As I join their line.


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