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Waves hum songs to sleeping stone, Sky folds dreams in sunset’s tone. Let the sea shout, let the winds cry, I’ll just sit here and watch the sky. Fangs of stone in ocean’s roar, Legends whispered on the shore. Sun bleeds gold, the heavens sigh, Waves crash hard, but rocks don’t die.

Fog like smoke beneath his paws. Sunrise cracks with golden claws. My dog runs fast through waking mist. Chasing dreams the light has kissed. The swamp is mine, fierce and wide. With Dawn and Shadow at my side.

Golden towers kiss the foam. Where ancient waves carved their home. Whispers ride on the salted air, telling tales of cliffs laid bare. Rocks like sentries guard the skies. While seagulls weave their silver cries.

Clouds hang low over silver seas. Soft winds braid the twilight’s breeze. Rocks melt into whispered light, Clouds drift slow through velvet night. Far off, a lighthouse spins a thread. Weaving dreams where angels tread.

The tide rolls in with a hush and a sigh. Painting golden echoes in the sky. Golden sands and waters deep, Secrets in their currents keep. A Lighthouse stands watch, strong and tall, As the waves rise up, then softly fall. A fleeting touch, and a last embrace, The sea moves on, no time, no trace.

Golden blades in twilight's sigh. Whisper songs as the day drifts by. Clover bows in the amber streams. Dancing slow through sunlit dreams.

Whispers fall in silver streams. Through moss and stone and forest dreams. Roots like claws and ferns that creep. Guard the pool where secrets sleep. Sunlight dances, soft and shy. Where water sings and spirits fly. This hidden heart, is the valley's cry.

Waves whisper low, under a bruised velvet sky. Gold melts on the sand. As dreams drift on by. A ship like a thought, Sails far from the shore. While night hums a secret. And the sea wants more.

In twilight's hush, the web is spun. Silver threads kiss the setting sun. A spider waits where shadows weave, A patient ghost on a whispered eve.

Amber waves kiss dawn’s first breath, Silent tides hum songs of depth. A lighthouse whispers through the mist. Morning’s gold and seafoam kissed. Hope ignites where shadows cease. A burning sky, a prayer of peace.