Category : Poems

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Sitting alone atop the sand, feeling the rush of water run across my primordial body. The chill brings no emotion, as I lay stagnant for eons to come. Waiting to succumb to the currents which carry me. No breath as I have no lungs. No legs to walk away from this place. I am alone, only relying on nature to find me. I am a prisoner of an open cage, no freedom of choice which is how I was made.