Wounded Scar
Sunlight strews diamond dust, sparkling, dancing
across the windswept surface of that shimmering sea;
the deafening din of the onrushing waves, crashing,
makes the love song that you summon in your mind
sound distant and desolate, garbled and fragmented,
reminding of pain like that of an old scar newly wounded!
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