an old dog
resting on a white
sandy beach
the footprints
show that
they pass by
not minding it
and it does not
mind them
it is an island
within an
island and
he does not
really care
if the hours
flood him
by
as it is
and will
always be
forever
never was
he ever drowned
by its
boredom
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