To an unknown land
o’re the distant sea
crowding me in, it
carries me.
Through night and day
I'm rushed along.
I want to stay though
I can't stay long.
Compelled to go,
I linger with you;
Though I want to remain,
harsh time whispers, "no."
(9 Aug. 2012)
(9 Aug. 2012)
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