End Of Day 2
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Barry Middleton
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one day is like the next
the sun paints golden shadows
then soon the velvet night
will gather memories
like rhythms of the sea
or sails of forgotten dreams
fragments of my life
comfort and torture me
for some I would forget
still others are my soul
the golden shadows creep
into the dreaming night
the tide is going out
to take me from the day
and with it memory
will soon be washed away
the sea is quieter now
only ripples still remain
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