Waves
The waves
Pound the shore
Tirelessly, one after the another.
The perpetual percussion of the world,
Breaks duty-bound in the surf.
What would their silence mean?
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The waves
Pound the shore
Tirelessly, one after the another.
The perpetual percussion of the world,
Breaks duty-bound in the surf.
What would their silence mean?
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top