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Wind Across The Moon

Like wind across the moon
On a lonely beach
Your hand reaches for my cheek then 
Around my neck
Pulling me to my knees
As the tide
 I'm drawn back in 
Caught in a net 
 Washed ashore
Unable to breathe without your consent