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Rated: E · Other · Inspirational · #1351544

poem about hope

Standing at the edge
of the glimmering sea,
and light slowly creeps
up my still legs.

Waves are flowing
towards fleeing birds
at the glimmering sea.

I watch the crumbling city
with beauty slowly rising.

Glimmers.

And I see boat
floating to me.
Should I?
I wonder.

Sea.


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