Cacophanous songs,
Sea and sky harmonious,
A tender morning.
Two young strong lovers,
Private longings now unleashed,
Fierce passion entwined.
Lost in reverie,
A chiaroscuro day,
Night slips in softly.
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- They got away with it.
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