Ocean.

The stare of the longing desire,
Of loss that overtakes the bearer,
A harmonious sea of wonderment,
Awaits our grasping hands,
A divergent golden sea,
Salt in the breeze,
The water lays upon the waiting sand,
To spread along the cracks of shells and detritus,
And leave the screams of the condemned out at sea.

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