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If you were to take my hand
at 3.33, walk through silent streets,
to the breaking waves at the edge of town,
would you feel the soft cool sand
stroking your skin, the salt of the air
spiralling a colourful trail through your mind,
and when you lie with me at the edge of the retreating waves,
would you see the stars sprinkle your path
‘cross the infinite black new moon sky...
...or would you just have walked
in the dead of the night,
your sense as dark as the moon.