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Stygian Shore

Fog drifts in;

    cold grey heavy mantle

        on the sea;

    softening the murmur of the waves

        `till only cries of a lonely gull

            touch the coming night

        and bid it welcome...

Light fades,

    a dying soul giving way

        to eternal nights seen solely

    by ethereal beings

        who have taken the path by the sea...

Now,

    only the soothing whisper

        of waves greets the night;

    the gull sleeps at sea

        surrendered to the darkness...


                                      November 12, 1974

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