Silence, and the aftermath lets go.
Whispering, the scent of the unknown.
Peace of summer, slowing down.
Lost redeemed within the found.

It mattered for a little while.
Grain of sand within the sandy miles.
The tide moves in.
A whirl and spin.

Silence echoes out and then -
Dreaming in the endless sea again...

? Michaelette ?

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