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A note on my phone
Seething with emotion she stood by the cliff
She felt too free to move away
And too much a coward to jump in.
Watch the waves sway
Blown back by eastbound winds
Frothing sea foam covered the wave-tips.
The whistle of air tickled her limbs
Sea spray shot onto her lips
The sun lay halved on the distant horizon
Sinking like a ship at sea
With its passengers glo...
Friday 13th October 2017 6:38 pm
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