Thunderous waves draws closer, roaring to the shore
Making sure their voices are heard in the disheartening dark
Rolling over the sand, eradicating the footsteps of those left behind.
The whistle of the wind, enthralling all within
The song reaching depths that no mind can comprehend
Words no one can perceive, thoughts no soul can sense.
Locked away beneath the sandy foundation
The remnants of lives, shards of dreams
Glistening like a prized jewel.
They are obscured in their private chateau
Leaving behind those who loved them the most
Wallowing in their mandatory barrenness.
Petals of hope drift from the Heavens
Fervent to bring rest for the somnolent souls
Guarding their comatose hearts but keeping their reminiscences.
As the aurora delicately illuminates the midnight sky
The tender bunny hops away into the indefinite
He will eternally remember the love they gave.



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