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Lost in time
by James Zealy

he wind and rain
Dancing in the moonlight
Spraying like angel dust
At the days ebbing gray
Turning darker
Against a sandy beach
White as porcelain

The old cottage stands tall
An oddity amid tall concrete towers
Fresh and homey
Yet lost in time
Reminiscent of a slower gentler era
When the sand and sun
Was all there was

Now crowded
Dwarfed by its surroundings
It stands out like a beacon
Flashing images of days gone by

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