Tidal Flow
Pinks and blues, summer hues
Walking on the shore
I etch her name into the sand
The tide flows in to pour
Eraser fluid over it
It thinks that it's so smart
It thinks because her name is gone
She's no longer in my heart
Foolish tide, recede again
Now try to find her name
You've defeated your own purposes
The ocean's staked its claim
Her name now drifts invisibly
Washed into the sea
But if you listen to a shell
You'll hear her calling me
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