I awoke to the whales singing
amongst the cement and cars, the dry ground, the movement of the city
their plaintive sound waved the street
and I knew they were passing my window; with their memories of beauty
I cannot forget you
Like water from the desert
An ocean that changed its mind
amongst the cement and cars, the dry ground, the movement of the city
their plaintive sound waved the street
and I knew they were passing my window; with their memories of beauty
I cannot forget you
Like water from the desert
An ocean that changed its mind
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