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(t)here walking on sandybeach backwardswatching the waterspraying for an ebb a slackening breakbut your flooding drowns my footstepsthere’s no traceI was ever (t)here.
(t)here
walking on sandy
beach backwards
watching the waters
praying for an ebb
a slackening break
but your flooding
drowns my footsteps
there’s no trace
I was ever (t)here.
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