Waves of thought
begging to be surfed
my pen is my board
Thoughts break like waves
and just like the surfer...
a missed wave is lost forever
Raise a glass
to the missed waves
that will be forever mourned
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Author:
Syd (
Offline) - Published: November 24th, 2023 15:13
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
The loss - it still tickles the edge of the memory, though in no coherent form....
Intervene early and slap them up here. Do try please.
Good to see you once more, Syd.
Good advice Dave. Nice to see you too, it's been a while. I hope you are keeping well.
- Syd
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