WASHED

We are marked

by our shoreline

the footsteps left behind

the ones dreamed of

the seasons that began

and others forgotten

by choice

 

tides washed us

gently circling

 

the waves never stopped

synchronous beats

smooth

some troubled

 

all beneath a

humble moon


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