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[unthinkablesins]

And as the sunlight dims, bouncing off the ocean's skin, 
I shade my eyes - 
I can no longer battle the heat of the reflection.
It's endless supply of sparkles pierces my eyesight,
All that I can do - being not much at all - is turn my gaze.
I focus instead upon the clouds and the colors they spin,
Like a godly spiderweb of broken thoughts and doubt.

Comments

[greg_teh_great]

Metaphorically speaking, am I a grain of sand? O.O