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August 2016 70 Virginis...
The ocean, rocked..... me.
As the waves, pushed me, ...... Towards the sandy shore.
I'd floated in on, the ebbing tide.
Drifting, on the water.
I'm floating on a sea of pain,
and abject misery.
Just staring, at the sky,
No longer, do I feel, the cold.
Nor hear, the crying of the gulls.
And I'm slowly sinking,
With despair.
In the Goldilocks zone
Eyes...... opened...... wide.
Giajl © Jim Love
