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resignation


the tide dimmed walls of sand
are falling down the grey-green slope
the pink streak is ,slowly, fading away.
the laughter of a thousand stars
burnt ,ashen, cold.
a moment of solitude
or an eternity
repining ,restless souls-
all damned to hell.
a night watch ,an owl a sad kitten
mourn
for what was never meant to be..

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