Standing by the moonlit seas...I count mine
Stone by stone...I throw right into thee
Each stone carries each past sorrow
You will carry them away;
The winds brings Forgiveness;
Your waves speaks Calmness;
Thanks...Mister Sea;
Your Welcome
I am...
free.
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With Forgiveness and Smiles,
J44
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Author:
Nafis Light (
Offline) - Published: May 16th, 2019 04:46
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
Thank you
Well needed and appreciated
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