The lonely bay
When heavy rain turns light as drizzle
Mistlike droplets on a summer day
And the way you are, feels right and fits you
You'll look beyond the lonely bay
And there you'll see as clear as they
The blazing rays of hope once brittle
Way past the grip of distant roars
The fated day, the final riddle
The answer lies beyond these shores
Posted Sep 9, 2022, 3:36 AM UTC
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