The Sea Talks

Now what?
He could whisper into shells and shoals
and hope they would echo out.
The seas and his woes
so beautifully mixed together.
As always they would echo the sea
as no one ever listened to his words.
Selfish, his misery filled him.
He allowed the Girl to be alone at the sunset.

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