OH-JUST-GAZING-AT-GIANT-HEAD-
GAZING-BLANKLY
I see the cliff's brown face
and its blades of green hair,
and down by its chin
the tide washing rocks there.
Yes the tide rushes in
down by the giant's chin,
the head with a blank stare.
YELLOWY LOVE LETTERS YES
What she wrote in the sand
is no longer there,
her writings were subject
to wear and tear
and to the washing sea.
To the Sands of Time, you see.
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