A Mere Grain of Sand before the Atlantic
Your image is engraved within my eyes,
Your scent is hidden within my breath.
Your memory is carved into every step I take.
Yet, standing here before the vast blue Atlantic,
I am less than a single grain of sand,
On this beach that lies momentarily asleep.
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