The Sea
By Hobo
Sun, 22 Jun 2008
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The world is spinning around,
Pulling us down to the earth
And the warmth of eternity.
I wake and listen to the sounds
Of life before - they remain the same;
And I dream of the future
I feel I already know.
I think about the darkness,
And how it’s just a colour.
Standing on the shores of the sea,
Pale, grey, radiant.
Distance unseen
And a deepness unspoken.
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