I hear her from the shores,
Crying out to me from across the sea.
I fall motionless on summer sands,
Packed away in the blue bag beside my bed.
I squint.
The glare is strong,
Its intensity making my eyes pool.
Everything's a blur.
She screams, she yells.
I can't hear her.
Her voice travels over my head,
Burying me.
Ocean breezes swirl between us,
Cutting the connection.
I hear her no more,
No crying, weeping, bawling.
It's getting late,
And the air has lost its warmth.
So cold in.
So dark out.
I stand from the sand,
The tears dry against my cheeks.
I flick the light switch,
And shut the door behind me as I leave.
It's time for dinner.

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