some mirroring still-life
some frostbitten gesture
still pending, stuck in sand
seeking for its reflections
looking deep 'the mirror
so, sittin' on its "tinny" bottom
not moving, as waiting for a tide...
holding back - if this fainted boat
is alive enough to move a float,
again to hold a sail, to rush through waves
the tide must come,
the tide must come,
to take it forward,
to take it with
no matter
no matter
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