The Thirties: When Dreams Crash Against the Shore
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|The thirties: when dreams crash
against the shore,|
Hungering to change the littoral.
In time, the lulling rhythms of these surges
Realign the objects of one's urges,
Threatening a fade to pastoral.
Years break like dreams that sing of something more.
Often one forgets
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