A fortress that stands by the sea
Long since unfit to defend against
Anything but the shorebirds and the tide
That laps at its moss-covered stones.
When something is built to stand
Through cannonballs and siren calls
How clumsy and careless is it to construct it
On something as fickle as sand?
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Evergreen Eyes 
Great piece. Poignant…thank you for sharing it. Earned a follow!
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Thank you so much! I appreciate it.
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Of course. I look forward to reading more of your stuff.
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