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Currents

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before I knew you

before you could drift across the border of my dreams

before we sat on seawall’s edge and spoke of love and things

that rushed up to our doorstep

and retreated in silence so swift and strange

leaving broken things behind that currents rearrange

see how they sculpt so readily?

as if to entertain

and time

the constant conqueror of all things sharp

 

like pain

 

looking out upon the distance and direction since those days

I see how I have changed

weathered shell on window ledge:

microcosm in my hand

reminder where hearts once traveled

 

maps drawn across the sand

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