Offering Too The Sea
When you catch glimpses of sleep,
tortured dreams, into sight, do creep.
The comforts of home,
Never feeling alone.
my offerings to the sea.
This poem was written by James Robert-Allen Liboiron on Mar 03, 2007.
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- Name: James Robert-Allen Liboiron
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