.The furrowed bed of sand worries again
As it had before, waves left the land
For the falling tide leaves the child weeping alone,
He's letting go of the anchor and all the lines...
Waiting for the fingers of the grey wave
Or his mother's hand to roll over him
With endless wat.
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