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| This family day,alone. No friends either, For that matter; Only the black cable lines Waving up and down Against the stiff northwest wind Catch my disinterest. Off the dunes, the high-tide beach Receives the turbulent surf, Wave upon foaming wave Thudding their force, echoing My desperate heart- Whose life is this that scans The endless stretch of sea, Licking the cold rain, Still hoping for a sign, Some hint of gratuity on this day When everywhere people gather In thankfulness! |
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