TITLE: when there is stillness By iziegbe idemudia 07/12/07 |
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When there is stillness
A quiet like no wind blows
Then the brine washes the sands
There others will lie
Filling shells with sands
Sodden with brine
Till tide
When souls are carried
Dry beyond malignant salts
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