Tag: saving private ryan
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Dusk andthe beach collide,a lonely helmet —with a human inside —sits in the duny sand. Brows salted,eyes to the farness,to the equipoise wheredesire sinks in darknessand the sea sings names. He’s still.Time does not speak.Only the wind’s hush.Only the bushy peakcovers the pulsing rush. Hoping — a voice,a glow in…