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Transience
She gleaned her last
Breath of sea salt, its
Misty tides undulating
Across her eyes-
She tried snatching
Its transient sense
Of fullness- a vibrancy,
A feeling of life she knew
She could neither
Emulate nor possess.
Breath of sea salt, its
Misty tides undulating
Across her eyes-
She tried snatching
Its transient sense
Of fullness- a vibrancy,
A feeling of life she knew
She could neither
Emulate nor possess.
Published 17th Dec 2015
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