I am the shell you collect off the sandy clear shores
engraved with journeys
and stories
polished and chipped by the tides
portraying silence
but only to the eyes
held close is the whisper
the soft hum
the crashing roar
of tales eyes cannot see
hidden so long under sand
you've finally uncovered me
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