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The Crossing
A sparkle.
My eyes close.
The wave slaps my face.
Foam soars
Across the black and blue sea.
The wind’s again at my back.
My aching arms,
Riveting eyes.
Another hour’s gone.
A sparkle.
My eyes close.
The wave slaps my face.
Foam soars
Across the black and blue sea.
The wind’s again at my back.
My aching arms,
Riveting eyes.
Another hour’s gone.
