Stroking waves call anon,

Restlessly seeking laughter and love

Filling this empty air

Clouds block the sun from above

Refractions of loss plunder this mirror

Timeless Time draws nigh

Wrinkles set in, deep and deep

Ravines and rumors, pasts long lived

Ink stained pages with emptiness

Paper and stain are my abode as once again

this endless end draws nigh

'Denied three times,' say I as I nod

my head to sleep, ready for this roamless


So do I seek...


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