Salt-carved rhythms pulse and swell
Midnight blue against pale shore
Each wave a story never fully told
Rolling memories of distant horizons
Liquid silver under moonlight
Breathing its ancient language
Soft then fierce, then soft again
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Salt-carved rhythms pulse and swell
Midnight blue against pale shore
Each wave a story never fully told
Rolling memories of distant horizons
Liquid silver under moonlight
Breathing its ancient language
Soft then fierce, then soft again