THE EDGE OF THE SEA
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Sea of no water or sand
.
Simple sounds water or foam
Water that can't form the shore
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And because he rests in spring instead
The water and sand is not the sea
.
The things discreet, kind, simple
Things come together as the edges
.
The same lips, if they want to kiss
Sea of no water or sand
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The only thing I look for the dead
Alone desolate like a desert
.
Tears come to me, for I have sorrow
Sea of no water or sand.
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