In a dream,
I stole the sea:
wise and pure enough
to cleanse
our soft, weary souls.
Now, bathed in saltwater,
dark, deep, untouched by tears:
we are beyond
the reach of sorrow.
In silence,
beneath the waves:
peace.
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In a dream,
I stole the sea:
wise and pure enough
to cleanse
our soft, weary souls.
Now, bathed in saltwater,
dark, deep, untouched by tears:
we are beyond
the reach of sorrow.
In silence,
beneath the waves:
peace.