The waves gently kiss the lips of the reef Turning sunlight into silver foil When the tide washes over my toes I hear the blue whale humming ancient songs in the deep sea
The shell holds yesterday's tide sound The wind blows the salty bitterness into cotton fluff I sit in the folds of the beach Counting the stars sent by the waves
When the morning sun sweeps over the lighthouse's eyelashes All the noise sinks to the seabed Only the heartbeat resonates with the tides —— It turns out that loneliness Is the blank space the sea gives to the soul
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