A man by the seashore at the end of the day,
Sits like a statue as the gale grazing his face.
Twilight is the albatross that swiftly fly away.
Silently lies the archaic ship without a name.
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i loved it. the web of words was so good to read. amazing job. a 10 from me. please read some of my poems and comment. :)