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In the rain-fuzzed distance,

coursing towards us - a ferry.

Splitting the sky and sea seam, go-between for unchosen shores.

We’re servants of the moon, clients to the tide, brushing up always against fathomlessness. But a ferry shuttles back and forth our wonder and uproar for what counts as forever.

aeonian

In the rain-fuzzed distance,

coursing towards us - a ferry.

Splitting the sky and sea seam, go-between for unchosen shores.

We’re servants of the moon, clients to the tide, brushing up always against fathomlessness. But a ferry shuttles back and forth our wonder and uproar for what counts as forever.

Brenden Monroe  31, Seattle

 
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