Water
The vexed oceans and streams unite and invade the silence of dreams, insidious glass images of the wounded earth are replayed, alongside visions of pre-birth, in waking hours the dreamers are visited by the watery glade.
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jimkeats
i should have spent my life listening to the waves......
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