Waves

The shipwreck looked like her
Drowning in her tears
Surrounded by the sparkle of moonlight
And stars and aeroplanes
Half under and half afloat
She sits
The mast of her life keeping her heart dry
And her soul in little boxes
Adrift on his sea
Those rapid and angry waves
In that cruel ocean

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