HEARING THE GENTLE SIGHS OF THE WIND AND THE WAVES KISSING THE SANDY SHORE
REMINDS ME OF A TIME WHERE I WASN'T EVEN BORN INTO THIS WORLD JUST YET
A TIME WHEN BEAUTY WAS ENGULFED BY PAIN AND DESPAIR
A TIME WHEN MEN KISSED THEIR WIVES WITH A TEARFUL FAREWELL AT THE DOOR
A TIME WHEN JOYOUS MUSIC ON THE PHONOGRAPH PLAYED OVER THE HORRORS OF DEATH AND ASSAULT
A TIME WHEN A CHILD WIELDED A DANGEROUS WEAPON INSTEAD OF THEIR FAVORITE TOY
A TIME WHEN THE HANDS OF POETS AND ARTISTS TOOK AIM AND PULLED THE TRIGGER
A TIME WHEN DANDELIONS BLOOMED WITHOUT HESITATION AMIDST THE WAILS OF THE INNOCENT
A TIME WHEN THE SUN AND MOON SHONE OVER THE FIELDS DEVOID OF CROPS AND HARVEST
AND A TIME WHEN CHOCOLATE AND CIGARETTES WERE A SOURCE OF SURVIVAL DURING THE UNMERCIFUL WINTER SEASONS
AND AS I CLOSE MY EYES, I THINK ABOUT WHETHER THE CALM WIND AND THE DEEP OCEAN WERE ONCE WITNESSES TO ALL THESE
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