I was a boat
Tied to your shore
Rocking softly
I listened to your voice
It started off faint
A tentative whisper
That grew louder
As you told me stories
Mist rolled in slowly
And I couldn't see
Your sandy shores
Your voice became distant
When the mist faded
I saw my rope
That had once tied me to you
Dancing down to deep waters
And I heard your voice no more
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