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My Mind Won’t Dim
A restless hush pervades the quiet shore,
Though waves repeat what they have said before.
No peace arrives to fill the aching frame,
Each sunset looks the same, a muted flame.
The night drips dry upon a thirsty tongue,
While sleepless hours claw where thoughts are hung.
Old songs return and circle, tight and thin,
Their looping lines grown sharp beneath the skin.
The hours stretch, u...
Saturday 19th July 2025 5:52 pm
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