Waves come crashing into sand,
Birds take to the skies for safety,
Bliss and strife dance hand in hand,
Yet all of it is hazy,
All I see, is you, here with me.
Poetry + Prose by Hayden Winston
Poetry + Prose by Hayden Winston
Waves come crashing into sand,
Birds take to the skies for safety,
Bliss and strife dance hand in hand,
Yet all of it is hazy,
All I see, is you, here with me.
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