Long nights short days
Too much of things in
Too few ways
A hand reaching out
To hold you fast against the waves
Sunlight reflecting in a thousand different ways
The comfort and the silence and the
Burning through the haze
Long nights short days
Too much of things in
Too few ways
A hand reaching out
To hold you fast against the waves
Sunlight reflecting in a thousand different ways
The comfort and the silence and the
Burning through the haze
No Power In The Verse Can Stop Me NaPoWriMo 2025 
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