#Wordle 374


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I wait for something to resonate with me, to charge my life, to give me purpose.

To stop me floating flotsam across the wave that tries to sink me.

The salty taste of the sea on my lips. A charm to pin my life upon.

A blue coil of electricity, strikes the site below, a needle of light dancing across the land, waiting to pick some unsuspecting soul to strike again,

On glass, I leave my breath for a moment, my wishes written there for all to see.

Should someone breathe on glass I’d written, my wish would read, let me pass this way again…

©Anita Dawes

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