VOICES
I was sitting near the shore,
listening to the waves.
The blue and the night sky spoke to me like never before.
Their distant voices became dull—
something inside me twirled.
The sound of the waves
was just like the voices, long forgotten.
Sand burned my feet,
memories rushed back.
While I kept ignoring it,
the pain slowly, painfully crept back.
The voice—now more clear.
I could hear the chatters, the laughter.
Tears brimmed in my eyes,
as the burning grew more intense.
A hand on my shoulder
slammed me back to the world.
The voice now long gone,
but the stars glimmered brighter than before.
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