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Alabaster Sand |
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She is running.
Her aching body beseeches her to stop
but knows she never will.
Her silent footfalls somehow echo
along the deserted beach road.
Her mind whispers tauntingly;
all the dreams that could have been.
But the ocean line is receding
and the bald shore is painfully visible.
Without the languid blue beauty
to hide her skeleton,
she is nothing more than alabaster sand.
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