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SEASHELLS
Scattered on a deserted beach remaining as yet unfound,
hidden away in an unspoiled lagoon with nature abound.
No parking lots seen to exist nor buildings out of place,
just a tranquil scene as if from another time or place.

As seagulls fly above the clear water with wings outspread,
and their cries create a melody which resonates overhead.
Carried over the waves that wash upon sandy shores,
creating a rhythmic pattern in which nature restores.

The balance that's required for life to continue evolving,
as years move ever forward in a universe always revolving.
Growing with new stars born to fill the empty spaces,
left in the wake of entropy when time slowly erases.

Creating displays of light as supernovas are observed,
to appear in the night sky within memories preserved.
Like an image of paradise never touched by impropriety,
nor destroyed by those seeking escape from reality.

Though seen to disappear as light does slowly fade,
leaving remnants found under a palm's cooling shade.
Shells which once harbored life now appearing incomplete,
thrown upon a beach where the air is always sweet.


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