Thursday, April 25, 2013

from previous--

he  walked  the  sea  shores, alone  , watching  with unseeing  eyes  the  people  far  away  moving  like  dots  , the  sea  at  sunset  stretched  like  a  sheet  of  gold, waves  wrinkled  it  in patterns   original, he  would  too  like  the  tides  disappear  soon 

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