Don’t stray from the path
Wise words from an old man
To a child who had spent his entire youth on
The rocks
Like we like our seaside salt water drinks
His faith sinks
She emptied the sand out
His socks
Ran his hands through
Her sundress’ silhouette
And felt nothing but a chain
With many locks
Defeated by nothing
But her shadow
His mind began to wonder
If they fit in different blocks
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