When the tide was high
I loved to hang over the edge.
Rising and falling.
The gap widening then closing.
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lovely rhapsodic poetry and thanks for reading my MOMS SMILES..ALL SIRS...OF PH..HEAR And here.and only because of you ALL Sirs I and my poetry survive..but for you I'd be nowhere o poet''''''....
lovely rhapsodic poetry and thanks for reading my MOMS SMILES..ALL SIRS...OF PH..HEAR And here.and only because of you ALL Sirs I and my poetry survive..but for you I'd be nowhere o poet''''''...