diverted to the lake, the goal was the swimming pool, a surprise: a tiny beach, a small, sharp stones, but the lake's choppy waves lapped the shore as the sea skimming ... I like to think that today, the lake has imitated the sea. I like to think that there was intent, which has imitated for me ...
silver sparks and thin ribbons of bright water
played yesterday with little
consumed only stones and seaweed to hold
stone slabs
ducks and slid to read ...
silver sparks and thin ribbons of bright water
played yesterday with little
consumed only stones and seaweed to hold
stone slabs
ducks and slid to read ...
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