full moon shines,
ship wrecked on the coastline.
every decision a reason,
every voice, a realisation.
trouble, smoke lifted high,
wood burning in a pile.
wind taken breath, stolen,
cold blue pink skies, rain swollen.
shifted sands broken,
footprints forgotten.
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siranswerer (
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Comments1
This is beautiful 🙂
Thank you, you're too kind.
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