Shoreline

Waking on the shoreline
As the storm comes crashing in
Water stirring the sand
As we begin once again

Hand in hand we can save love
Hold me now like nothings left
All the rest has turned to dust
Save love, my heart is the perfect theft

Stoic Poetry

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