If nothing,
grant me this:
this quiet walk
undisturbed
by anything
but winds and waves
but gulls and crows
but the long slow roll of the tide
and this
this welcomed solitude
the illusion of peace
and respite from memory
if nothing,
let that be enough
for now
amen.
Sold!!! (to the lady with the tears running down her face)
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