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Beneath the lapping waves
Where a golden sun makes its grave
In indigo and murky violet hue
Rise eerie forgotten views
Primordial remains steeped in brine
Here a column, there a shrine
Stone faces peering out from the past
Reminding us that nothing lasts
Written for dVerse.
I like the description of those stone faces from the past.
ReplyDeleteYour words paint a fascinating image.
ReplyDeleteYes, nothing lasts. I admire the colors of indigo and violet contrasting with the remains steeped in brine.
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