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They are waiting by the seas
There are trees growing on their hands
Silver sands are glowing just like fingers
Of Light, light light
Where someone bright inside the night is shine
Shine, shining
Like the eyes of some lost heaven
Redefining
underlining
Wandering waves of wishes cast
In nets of yet and past at last
Forget to hold your breath and breathe
Deep into some kingdom bathed in blue
Light, light light
Silver sands are glowing just like fingers
There are trees growing on their hands
They are waiting by the seas
Surreptitious singers .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-10-31 at 00:53
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Sea Singers
Surreptitious singersThey are waiting by the seas
There are trees growing on their hands
Silver sands are glowing just like fingers
Of Light, light light
Where someone bright inside the night is shine
Shine, shining
Like the eyes of some lost heaven
Redefining
underlining
Wandering waves of wishes cast
In nets of yet and past at last
Forget to hold your breath and breathe
Deep into some kingdom bathed in blue
Light, light light
Silver sands are glowing just like fingers
There are trees growing on their hands
They are waiting by the seas
Surreptitious singers .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 831 times
Written on 2015-10-31 at 00:53
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