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Moment Lost
By Anastasia Papakonstantinou
Contributor
Wind whips through my hair,
Below, a sea of deep blue,
Above, cool open skies,
No railing to keep me from going,
I remain grounded,
My feet glued to the soil,
I am the waves,
Crashing upon the coast,
I am the sky’s serenity,
As the seagulls fly about,
Time stands still,
Below, a myriad of an ivory buildings,
Atop, a golden globe shines,
Not a white cotton candy cloud in sight,
A sweet sweet melody hums,
The strums of a bouzouki,
Drowning the gulls’ chatter,
I am one with the chalk coloured buildings,
Diverging the serene sea of cerulean,
I am one with the melodious symphony,
As the man hums his tune,
Time resumes.