Contrition, wails your siren song
Like a lighthouse sweeping the shadows
A beacon of hope for another
In the darkness of empty waters
That hush your cries in their own echo
They are returned to you
Your words
From the shore to the deep
For melodic penitence
Is not the action of atonement
And you will always be
In your insoluble solitude
A prisoner of the sea
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