#teiolet #poetry
I hold the shell up to my ear,
I can hear waves crashing on the shore.
The sea, the salty deep, holds no fear.
I hold the shell up to my ear,
They call me, they cry come here!
Come here and listen to the siren's lore.
I hold the shell up to my ear,
I can hear waves crashing on the shore.
ยฉ๐ฆVixenOfVerse, 2024


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