Racing waters of sapphire seem ubiquitous out alone;
Where the sea stretches, ceaseless in the haze of distance;
It is the sky at night, gloom and chill, with pin-points of light;
Reflections glide on the restless;
An everlasting glow…
With ripples of colour;
And swirls of lustre;
Lost, alone, forever...
Where the sea stretches, ceaseless in the haze of distance;
It is the sky at night, gloom and chill, with pin-points of light;
Reflections glide on the restless;
An everlasting glow…
With ripples of colour;
And swirls of lustre;
Lost, alone, forever...
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