He kept in time with the sea
as each grew tired
and slowly withdrew.
As yesterday became today
a song that had been sung for always
was swept up with the tide,
and with each crash
grew louder,
until two worlds
sang in unison.
Below grey skies
he left behind
names carved deep into wood,
truth that he had been here once,
and that all was different
because of it.
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