Watch as the waves wash all tracks away. Pushing the depths to surface. Giving the explorer a new place to play.
Distant voices from the distant past holding to the history unknown. How long it will last, will soon be shown.
A draught to with the desert cracks. About to explode. All our fears. All we lack, soon to be exposed.
Where in summers heat has the shade been found? Where fears are made complete. With each new sound.
Liers, casting doult, with each word they say. Knowing nothing more than to shout. Heard in the heat of the day.
Summer yet to it's end no reason left to understand. Summer giving way to fall. Season send me from her hand screams yet to call. And I just a player enjoying it all.
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