Broken mirror lay on the shelf, in it I saw the sea
the Gulls were flying up and around,
but I didn’t see me,
it lay against rocks of yester years,
in a castle that once there was!
now nothing is left,
only memories
and someone who said it was because,
the castle is in a desert,
so how can I see the sea?
was this all just a mirage,
of what will be will be,
in its broken image
I could see a thunder storm!
as I felt the icy winds blowing
cold across the stormy sea,
I wish I was there instead of here,
with the hot sun burning my skin,
but as long as I wish one day it might appear,
if only this war we can win.
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