Call them ramblings, call them poems,
call them whatever you will.

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~ Tuesday, September 28 ~
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East.

The Clacton border calls from the foot of the sea,

standing on the cold rocks, it’s hard to believe

that the chill that’s inside me is simply a breeze

that left off the earth and flew to the East.