She always gifted the Special
Walking through the shore,
she placed a seashell in my hand.
I held it up to hear
It whispered tides in my ears, a decade of her stories.
An old storm, a ship wreck or a windy morning.
It always carried another ocean within...
I brought it home, so I can keep the piece of a perfect puzzle...
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