Among whirls of azure dreams
where the moon’s silence echoes,
old shadows sigh and weave
through sands of forgotten hues.
Beneath the shell of stars,
lie woven whispers—fossilized
thoughts that breathe life
into a yesteryear's dusk.
Does the sea remember
the footsteps of forgotten
tides, or do they merely
trace the silence
of a dreaming shore,
where time unwinds
in loops of echoing
serenity?
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