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I sought redemption
within tidal waves,
chasing absolution,
desperate to be free
of memories and sin
I believed in the power
of the ocean deep,
to wipe the slate clean
But, I became swept away,
too dark to save,
ushered back to shore
once more

and now my ghost
watches them breaking ground,
lost in the mournful sound
of this lonely void,
caught in the melancholy
and the beauty in death

Breath of Words© 3/1/17

photo by Anotonio Mora