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Sonnet 105, Feathers on the Water

Dear shorebirds, my quills inspiration. I love the way you're chased by the ripples Ceasing my days and nights isolation Dreams of the coast; I smile just a little. Let me watch you as you bob and wiggle You're much quieter during winters chill The sea fogs hide the highest tides tickle you take flight along the coast with a shrill. Winter shows her winds upon crab and krill. Strolling windswept dunes; the sands rise higher. Wing beating echoes; those thoughts do fulfill, but leaves lone feathers upon still waters. I walk away with a chill in my heart, Remember this sonnet whilst far apart.

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