Reader Poem by Andrew Sean H

Reader



at the shores cliff-side, she stood waiting - her tears met the ocean, the same as always

at the way's side, he hesitated, then fallowed the current home -
this story has been written.

the same as pages falling in a book, black ink on white paper - all remains unsettled until, both sides meet again - give words life, you are the reader.

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