04 July 2009

I've sat too many hours
on this shore
for nothing but the same
nothingness to pass by
It feels like being sentry
to a sleepless ghost
rattling my soul
so far from home
with nothing to feel
in the silence but
realization that we are all
very much alone
about in the dark
hoping for moonlight.

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