​our shared shore.




1.




awaiting the coming in of the tide,


scurrying into the empty shells in which we hide,


safe for now from the flood that spews coarse lies,


sharing our breaths as the waves ebb and rise.




2.




ah! but to know the intricate bond that seals us from what may be in store,


to be free to cast off the many masks we wore,



free at long last!



free to grasp the peace and love of our shared shore.

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