Not really a snap, I suppose. Snapped together perhaps?
Found Cento
My silence seemed the lapse of a decade.
Mr Fotheringham's white china teapot.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
But this happened the day be fore yesterday.
Finding is losing something else.
It's always ourselves we find in the sea.
And each slow dusk a drawing down of blinds.
One day she left without a word. She took away the sun.
The greatest griefs shall find themselves inside the smallest cage.
Finding is losing something else.
What is the boy now, who lost his ball,
A ball to be thrown. These feet, deprived,
Something has ceased to come along with me.
The sea rushes at sand castles begging to be knocked flat.
Finding is losing something else.
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