Breath rustles behind
The pale bony cage
Sough of soul
Roar at the shore
Unhindered outlet
Beckons thy call
Where have thee been
All these years,
Whisper O' whisper!
Gain is not thy wait
Stranded I pluck my feet up
Long is not thy journey
Life is not short for thy coming
Weathered, the skin sags
Reduced to bony cage
Where onto the space
Thee float
Whisper O' whisper!
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