The Poem of the Sky And Sea
The foam drifts
On a bed of sand
Only broken by a soul adrift
With nothing in hand
In the sky
A plane carries one steadfast
While another is left to cry
Seeking the distant past
A dream made to break
The flow of time flies in a city
Where a hand may take
Carry heavy hearts
To where love repeats
Is when life starts
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