waking in ruins
resting in the lee of some small remnant of yesterday's intent
the night tide washed away all how
not today the winds
still
I journeyman on
telling myself over
resting in the lee of some small remnant of yesterday's intent
the night tide washed away all how
not today the winds
still
I journeyman on
telling myself over
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