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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Over the horizon, on distant shores lies my message in a bottle cast askew on the beach with other remnant memories and hopes in tatters scattered strewn among the drift wood debris dead soldier memories lying face down castaway sailor survivor sobs long gone, in the debris fields of dead memories, silent On distant shores turtles hatch alligators bask in the sun seagulls argue and caw fishermen love just being there stranded cockles ooze under for cover waves surge up and run out tides rise and ebb surfers smile, turn and head back out ghosts of lovers walk the beach hand in hand cries of kids playing echo in the splash and hiss of waves kites ply the skies pearly shells beckon beach-combers cuttlefish and seahorse skeletons stark white buried in the flotsam and jetsam wood debris worn smooth and bleached smelly old seaweed dried-out leathery action aplenty, memorabilia. On distant shores the hiss and roar of waves the glare of the sun the coming and going of the sand moved in drifts by wind and wave drowns out all the memories cast ashore as debris and litter on a graveyard shore where fresh footprints are washed away where lingering wanderers see, feel, touch and taste in the moment but where no one hears the stories locked away in the debris fields of dead memories, silent.
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