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• Artiste: Cormorant
• Titre: The Emigrant's Wake
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Mists once dressed these dunes like silk upon her skin, but the ocean's bare today and the tide is coming in. I watch a castle on the beach, a tower crumbling away, Mother Nature always wins the games we children play. Rocks peek out from the foam; there seven seagulls stand. I slip the sandals off my feet and drop them on the sand. As I walk, dust clings and falls to my dry and weary soles. The prints I leave upon the ground like words upon a scroll. Walk into the waves as the footprints fade away. (Fade away) Oceans leave no graves, all our legacies decay. (Decay) The water's cold at dusk, I thought as I stepped into the tide. The sea does not want me here. What could she have to hide? Our forebears looked to the horizon and claimed demons lived beyond, but I called into the distance and no deities would respond. Walk into the waves as the footprints fade away. (Fade away) Oceans leave no graves, all our legacies decay. (Decay) Perhaps if I tread further, past where my feet engraved my last mark upon the world, I'd find a face within the waves.