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In this fragile shell

Sit silent stories

Dancing

On a floor of pebbles

Thrown

into a gentle swell

Yesterday’s memories

Dance

with the tide

A longing

look out

To a star

Behind a midnight cloud

The wind whispers

“I am here”

Lights of distant ships glisten

Blinking saline tears

From lonely souls of the sea

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Published by Pete D Johnson

A place to explore my creativity, talk about my experiences of mental health and just vent. Quick sketches when the mood takes me.

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