At the beginning of the end
when evening still ripples maybes
but quietens the edge of seas,
the wave waits for just that second
unsure, to stay, go, or be friends
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At the beginning of the end
when evening still ripples maybes
but quietens the edge of seas,
the wave waits for just that second
unsure, to stay, go, or be friends
Continue reading at Mindfills