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By The Sea

The quay is quiet todayNorth winds bluster onBut no one is listeningChattering deafeningly Worn woollen overcoatPulled snuggly aroundOld brim hat held downLeaning, the sky breathesOnly steps from the edge Soft whispered warning“Come join us; closer,”North Sea siren callingCrouch against the windBlustering, pushing away Stephen AllenStoic Poetry

By The Sea

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