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A body rests between stones and sea.
At the quiet shore, where waves soften everything they touch, the figure hides in plain sight. Limbs fold like rock, skin echoes stone, and the body slowly forgets itself. What is human, what is earth there is no clear answer.
The sea moves, the stones remain, and in between them, something becomes still. Not gone, just blended. Not lost, just quieter.
A small disappearing. A gentle becoming.
A body rests between stones and sea.
At the quiet shore, where waves soften everything they touch, the figure hides in plain sight. Limbs fold like rock, skin echoes stone, and the body slowly forgets itself. What is human, what is earth there is no clear answer.
The sea moves, the stones remain, and in between them, something becomes still. Not gone, just blended. Not lost, just quieter.
A small disappearing. A gentle becoming.