The Light

Seaside tides like magic carpet rides
Sweep o’er my last stickle lung tonight
For echoes mock my tired eyes
And diamonds crawl where a whisper hides
I said it
All the sandman skies shallow and bright

The Light

ryan  munson

Oceanport, United States

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