Roses and Dust
No meaning
No strife,
Yesterday's love has died.
The sea reflects her mood
The crumpled shore has sighed.
And so it seems
The game is done;
The rules no longer matter.
Boundaries abided by entities,
Have gone to roses and dust.
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