Fragrance Dividing
Words to no meaning
as they have no sound.
Silent waves churning,
as they have no sound.
Silent waves churning,
the price of happiness found.
Movement on the shore filled with debris,
trudging to be free.
One to none for many a moon.
left us out of tune.
Come through kindred spirit,
together we are carefree.
Stay here in shallow waters,
experience the gloom and glee.
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