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Return of the Waves
Last night the docks
were accosted in frost,
lake, a frozen stand
still, even steam
a
distant dream.
Each step
delved
into the
depth
of
a horizontal distortion: Today, the thaw was saw like a scene of moving, in and out
of
proportion.
were accosted in frost,
lake, a frozen stand
still, even steam
a
distant dream.
Each step
delved
into the
depth
of
a horizontal distortion: Today, the thaw was saw like a scene of moving, in and out
of
proportion.
Published 24th Apr 2023
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