Sandra Feldman - Drifting

And the pain,
Of the rain,
That in vain,
Floods my heart,
And the tears of the Past,
Guide my ship and my mast,
And the mystery Train,
That has come here at last,
It will take me away,
To the Sea of my past,
Where the Seagulls display,
Their eternal ballet,
As they screamingly say,
Love and dreams do not last.

Sandra Feldman

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