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The ocean does not hesitate to steal

my puddled footprints from the sand

and though the world can plainly see,

it nightly steals the sun away

with fingers stretching pink

above the pale horizon



My footprints go, sucked off

To an unseen coast, perhaps

of China,

but the ocean-swallowed sun

is visible still in the brightened

caps of waves.