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The Pier
(Part 1)
I sit silently
waiting, listening, breathing
in the dragon room.
Sand sleeps on the bottom of my feet
the waves rock back and forth
while the sea turtle stares in awe.
(Part 2)
The wind blows her hair
gaze down, lips apart
questions are in the air
but the answers in her heart.
Ocean sprays across his face
palms sweaty, mouth dry
he breathes in tune
in hope of stopping time.
