appearing translucent
and i must
see
as an issue
of trust
as i gently
when your moving
and the ocean is saying
i feel i must lift it
transparent
the sea
though it weeps
out a feeling
i must see if the foam
is the foam or
false tears
that you left i the child
my 'dear'.
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