Everyone has a sea somewhere behind them. You don’t go back to it, and you don’t need to. It’s not a wound, not a longing, just the quiet acknowledgment that certain tides shaped the coastline you are now. Whatever it was, you learned how to swim in it.

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Your name still drifts beneath the waves
A word the tide forgot to keep
The sky folds into broken glass
And I sink where whispers sleep

Goodbye to the sea
To the tides that pulled through me
To the endless unreturned plea
Goodbye to the sea

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Horizon hums your final breath
A prayer dissolves in silver rain
I wear the wind like old regret
And call it love again

Goodbye to the sea
Your embrace won’t let me be
To the part you took from me
Goodbye to the sea

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Goodbye to the sea
You have stolen memory
Your waves still remember me
Goodbye to the sea

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