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Everything I Lost, I Found by the Sea
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It began with footprints… mine, then gone.Washed away by a tide that seemed to knowhow to take what I never meant to give. The sea, wide-eyed and glistening,offered no apology, only silenceand the hush of waves pulling secretsinto the folds of its ancient skirt. I had come here hollow,salt-stung with a loneliness I couldn’t…
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Whispers in The Whelk Shell
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Press your ear to the curling cathedral of the seaa whelk shell, spiraled like time wound tightin the palm of your hand. Inside, it sings. Not merely the hush of ocean breath,but a symphony of forgotten tongues,laced with tide-born secretsand lullabies the moon once hummedto sleeping mermaids. There are voices therenot loud, but layered.A…