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plum island - 2009-09-28 07:50:50

Vince Moore
there
in the dark of night

cold sea winds blow
the grains of sand
in silence tumble down the dunes
to fill the imprints left
and the swept deserted beach
receives the wrack

unanswered songs of tides
and foolish dreams

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