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Beira

 

Shadows dappling whitewashed walls,

of silhouettes reflecting through the pane,

Silent moon drops echoing the breeze

orchestrating the nights choreographed movement.

Etched in my mind the sand swept playground,

with laughter in the wind,

as palms and scrub signal their last farewell,

while waves on  endless beaches

spray and thunder in symphonies

of untold secrets