Staring into space

Staring over the sea

A lone figure, that is me.

I want silence,

or quiet waves lapping

A gentle breeze.

Not lonely, just bored.

Every Sunday was boring

In my youth

Shops shut

Nothing to see or do!

Now I feel the same

No-one is to blame!

But I’m bored,

So bored…


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