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(soft waves, light breeze, distant rhythm)
...
Little hands drawing lines in the sand
Names erased by the tide, not planned
They said we were made for a reason
But no one explains the season
Sunlight falls through a glassy sky
Golden lies in the lullaby
They laugh where the shoreline bends
Like we were never meant to end
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You say it’s love, it’s a gift, it’s fate
But I feel something slipping away
---
I’m just a spare in the sunlight
Wearing salt on my skin
Piece by piece in the high tide
They take what I keep within
I’m just a name in the ocean
Drifting out of my frame
If I step out of the motion
Will they forget my name?
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Footprints fade where the children play
Two of us always kept away
They said we were closer to heaven
But something felt uneven
A boy asked me, “Does it hurt?”
Wind blew soft through his words
I said pain is the only sign
That something here is still mine
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They call it truth, they call it light
But I hear something breaking inside
---
I’m just a spare in the sunlight
Wearing salt on my skin
Piece by piece in the high tide
They take what I keep within
I’m just a wave in the motion
Never touching the shore
If I pull back the ocean
Will I be me once more?
---
What if I don’t belong to the sea?
What if this current isn’t me?
What if I stop, what if I stay?
Would all their colors fade away?
---
I’m not a spare in the sunlight
I’m more than what they define
No more pieces to give them
I’m taking back what is mine
I’m just a breath in the ocean
But I’m finally awake
If I break from the rhythm
I become what I make
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(waves, soft guitar, fading light)
Salt in the air
But I’m still here
