50: Can You See
She
Sang
With her eyes
Staring
Out
Into the sea
Masterful waves
Protected by
Rose colored glasses
Calling
The crowd
Of would be ghosts
A
Mist rolled in
Beside her shadow
She always
Carried a spare
Two layers by day
And
One
At midnight
A tea
For travel
And
A
Blindfold
For
Peace
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