The Shore's Face

it is addressed thusly:
it reads:
The edges of my psyche grow each year
More like a turquoise rock by lichen made
Somewhat hairy, only sunrise near
Does mark this rock from any other shade.
a postscript is here written:
Stolen shamelessly from here:

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