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Came across some old poetry I'd written a few years back. Most are inexcusably bad, but the following, well, I felt the need to post....It HAS been a while since I wrote something on this dreaded blog-spot I, so foolishly, signed myself up to.

So, without further ado, here goes nada.

Stillness has filled my world.
The freshness of it, my love, has disappeared.
And only I stand alone.

The shore is shrinking,
While the tide washes in.
Maybe one day it'll take me in.
Drown my sorrow,
Wash my tears,
Fill my empty spaces,
And crowd itself in.

- S.D. © -

There you have it. That's all I've got for now...Truthfully, that is all I care to share c'est soir.