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97/ At the turn of the tide

Along the coast the sea sails the boats;
the moon shapes our thoughts,
gives light to travellers.
At the turn of the tide,
in the last light
we walked.

Author Paddy SummerfieldPosted on July 5, 2017January 8, 2017Categories Down the Place

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