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Fade
Shhhh... I whisper in the air.
Silence speaking ever near,
The waves, they cause commotion, yet
They calm over each thing they wet.
The painting of the clouds will flow
Over, above my head. Below,
I steal a glimpse of radiant calm.
It glistens sweet within my palm.
My blood beats through my heart in time
With crashing waves, they mix and rhyme.
With pounding cadences sung aloud,
My heart shifts soft, awake, aroused.
I shower in the salty mist
Dancing around me, bounce and twist.
Preserving memories lost in fog.
Embalming strands of dialog.
The more I grasp, the more it slips
Between my desperate fingertips.
My lips part slight in hopes to bribe
The massive, slow retreating tide.
But deaf the ear that hears my plea
Despite the howl of my decree
And slowly I surrender all
My voice is dry. Mute is my call.
The tide draws back the heat and light
And slowly shifts away my sight.
As darkness creeps into my soul.
I see the calm within the dull.
My heart is dragged by grasping limbs,
The sea, it calls. The land, it dims.
And soon the only thing I know
Is ebbing, waning, shifting flow.
I won't be missed, nor miss a thing
As I mount on flippered wing
And shed the breath I once possessed,
My need for oxygen at rest.
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