Hairsbreadth
Mad, magnetic, mysterious pull
Keeps me spinning in your whirlpool
To be near the seven seas I`d cross, but
My compass in the sea I`ve tossed
For a moment of life I dance with death
I come close to it - within a hairsbreadth
Let life wake me or let death take me
For I`m permanently lost at your sea
Copyright © Laszlo Kecsedi | Year Posted 2013
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