Is it dusk or is it dawn .
He no longer knows
Yet he see the shine on the water as out to sea it flows.
Lost to to us, he is so forlorn.
Waking she wonders what will today be like
She yearns to talk to him and see recognition in his eyes
He is just like a dizzy child, who her patience tries
Impossible to cope all conversation trite.
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