Dream -
Sapphire

Cold waters wash over me like the chill of a lone wolfs howl,
My bones ache with senses unseen since I first met fear,
Ruby red embers crackle and split,
The waves lighting my minds meager existence,
Winds push and pull the tide towards and away from the unknown,
Moments flash as I wash ashore a place of my own design,
Oblivion.
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