transluscent green sea
caressed my eyes with its light?
Where was the moon and where were the stars
when night closed over my head?
Where was my love when I drowned in the crowd
of faces crossing the bridge?
Where was her hand when
the reeds pulled me down,
and dying, I wept for my loss?
Where was my life when I looked
in the glass, and nothing was
there but dust?
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