Gently weeps the sea, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Present turns to past, eternity expands towards infinity As we walk on by and keep moving. We seek, we search, we hope, We find mementos, pieces of us. And all this time The sea gently weeps. © Thorsten Becker
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Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.-Edgar Allan Poe





