Empty Beaches

retreating within,

the girl leaps from the tall cliff

into her own world


she soars, arms outstretched,

over her blue ocean soul

tides approach and wane


wet sandy beaches

being lapped, kissed by the sea

calm, smooth, and serene


but no one is there

vast coastlines lie deserted

only the waves speak


flying on, she knows

Alone is not forever

it is just right now

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