Driftwood

I’m casting stones into the sea
In hopes that it might sing for me.
A hopeless task that bears no prize
I’ve stared into the ocean’s eyes
And seen the lack of its regret
For things that I’ve yet to forget.
My dreams are now just driftwood
I would build a life raft if I could
Assemble all the pieces and be
Satisfied with what I see.

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