You bring this wave,
time after time,
and sweep,
my shore away.
Sepia sunsets and,
the haloed moon,
give me,
reasons to long.
The silences you bring,
churn me within,
hit me,
like a storm.
time after time,
and sweep,
my shore away.
Sepia sunsets and,
the haloed moon,
give me,
reasons to long.
The silences you bring,
churn me within,
hit me,
like a storm.
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