I miss the ocean,
its restless song,
its endless blue mercy.
I miss the summer nights
that stretched forever,
soft with warmth
and untouched by sorrow.
Now winter lingers like a wound.
The ice will not melt,
and my heart grows colder
beneath its quiet weight.
Yet even here,
where everything feels frozen,
hope remains
small, trembling,
but alive
a light still burning
at the end of the tunnel.
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