When I watched the pond hit the shore wave after wave.
I watched it day in and day out, it was stable, the only thing in my life that didnt change.
Every day I would go back
And every day there it would be
Crashing wave after sparkling wave.
It kept me sane.
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PoetryPoetry written by me. Featuring my experiences, some bad metaphors, and everything in-between. Mostly free-verse. Ongoing.
