Where echos the Summer That once broke the horizon Of my sandstone eyes, That such a windful silence As in these windowed beaches Blows, And buries all my footprints, That I once loved you, And Now see naught, But an empty sea.> Poetry Main Page
Where echos the Summer That once broke the horizon Of my sandstone eyes, That such a windful silence As in these windowed beaches Blows, And buries all my footprints, That I once loved you, And Now see naught, But an empty sea.
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