The White Cliffs Of Dover

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I’m on a cliff, and on the sea floor, in a moment, if I want it.   I don’t hear Vera, or love, or laughter, just waves and wind, and the rushing of my stillness.   Erode me to the air, or save me from myself, right n...

I’m on a cliff,

and on the sea floor,

in a moment,

if I want it.

 

I don’t hear Vera,

or love, or laughter,

just waves and wind,

and the rushing of my stillness.

 

Erode me to the air,

or save me from myself,

right now, it doesn’t matter,

and neither does what led me here.

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