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Drifting: Far From Me

Drifting: Far From Me

The oceans cold, misty waves

splash gently between my toes.

I look out to see the sun;

it turns orange and sinking below.

Dancing around like some sort of clown,

not knowing where I am going

or if I will ever be found...

I begin to laugh out loud!

Comments1

  • Benson

    lol



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