Illusions of the Mind Haven Frombgen
At the end of the shore A figure stands, Silhouetted alone against The clear blue sky. Light glimmers on all but him, The youth so still it frightens me. I desperately reach out my hand, Seeking the truth of this strange man, But as I push to move onward I am confined to this spot, And my memory slips, Erased is all that I knew before. I look out over where I stand Isolated in my own ignorance Unaware of the figure in the sea.
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