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A Wail of Memories

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Dusk enters, unwanted retention tackles...

The unbearable erupts yet again.

Sulking in reticent she walks towards the dock of commemoration.

Sight of blue waters tints the canvas as the manlike breeze caresses her hair.


From afar the flops of the large birds can be heard like an old recorder

; reminiscing a beautiful tale with an unfortunate end.

Spectators pass by; her sour face ripens to a helpless smile,

Her beauty complements the red and orange of the sky.


Locals tread home as a dark sheet covers the heavens. 

The area is illuminated by the lamp posts; giving life to anew scenery.

The clouds begin to cry, the rain slither down her shoulder encouraging a creeping melancholia. 

Trudging she goes back to her place of comfort; her home.


Lonely table just for one she eats in isolation, a sad meal is over and her bed is found.

An eternity has passed since she fell asleep; awakened by a ray of light she gets up, gets dressed and heads to the dock.

There he was. She looked at him with incredulity; tears gliding down her cheeks with a setting as beautiful as a paradise.

Strolling he went close to her and with parted lips she whispered "hello, my sunshine.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 06, 2020 ⏰

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