Smouldering

Standing on the shore
Waiting for my ghosts to reach me
Teach me of my past

Whispering of the waves
Like talks from the grave
My soul speaks of treasure within

Shaking breathe
Shivering body
The rain is pouring

It reminds me of days
Whence there was no pain
and no suffering

For I have swam
Across the ocean of change
I am free

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