Perfectly lost; nowhere-ness surrounding self
starved of silence's scenic,
drinking, downs,
drowns in salty tear gathered
stormy sea. Somewhere,
shores away, awaiting with lost-nesses found,
finds us travelers, we all,
searching seeking
souls: spirit, finds us instead. 
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