In this tattered night, when the moon's smile is tucked away b | Sam Scribbles

In this tattered night, when the moon's smile is tucked away behind the clouds,
and the sky gently weeps the cold rain,

You roam adrift with an old ragged boat,
amidst the vastness of raging waves as
the brute wind sleeps across your skin,

Seeking a shore.

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