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Written the day after the tragic Tsunami in Thailand. Not finished, suggestions welcome! |
| Soldier on, there's nothing we can do here Broken dreams let fall a silent tear Tattered palms reflect a get-away But in half-mast, remember only yesterday There's no compare, a tide to break a bay Whence upon a time, only came to play And seems so still, the sorry lap unto the shore Perhaps regrets the view before it, weary and worn And shades of gray, sometimes on the land light is splayed The new mechanics of a hopeful town trying to find their way |