pier
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Today I sat at the pier
thinking about you and how much I
wished you were near
Today I sat at the pier
and thought about you
I sat there and watched the water
crash against the wood
Wooden beams and wooden planks
And salty sea scented air
Drew our souls near the edge
And then just held them there
The wind whipped our hair
The cold bit our noses
