Winterscore ©
Monday, September 10, 2012
Gone to rest, the sun sets
Gone to rest, the sun sets
Yet the lake never sleeps
The waves break while we make
Deep gullies and sand heaps
With the moon, the waves soon
Come closer to the shore
Drift wood drifts, the sand shifts
And seagulls cry no more
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