Another wave rolls,
Another chapter closes.
Tranquil futures reflect
Like stars on dark mirrors,
Bright hopes by which to guide.
Turbulent times correspond,
Tear-stained letters,
With tempest torn swells.
Golden memories gilded
In timed burnishing passage,
Just as brilliant rays of sun
Alighting on the bronze-blue water.
The end has no companion
For in truth there is no end at all,
Every story an unending ocean,
Words and foam
Fading into the eternal horizon. Ω
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