Short Note

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Calm water of sea mind flaps
Like little wings against the wind
Of humdrum day searching
Boundaries, sanding time away
At its edge, yet not tailing off
As dark approaches, only the sea
Becomes clouded.

Some invincible flu virus I had for the past few days. My short sleeping hours being culpable, no doubt, together with the drizzle I caught last Thursday on my way to dinner. Now, to bed.