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Disappearance
The ship sails out to the sea
From the beach the onlookers may spot
Leaning on the rails of the quay
How the ship soon turns to a dot
For the passengers looking back
The shore soon becomes a line
In a back view from the deck
No details an eye can define
Soon the ship disappears from sight
And the shore disappears too
And the view seen from both sides
Is the sea under skies of blue.
Copyright ©
Gregory Colodub
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