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A Pair of Salt-Crust'd Lovers

Salt of the sea Salt of the land Moisture and drought Met hand in hand
Walking together No longer apart Sand in their shoes Thirst in their hearts
Gulls drift above Turtles below A kiss in their midst The last we would know
Soulmates that yearned Yet best alone Now wind chaps and scours Our salted bleached bones
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