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Hideous beauty
And the red chains break
As the silent waves wash over the sand
Cleansing

The white walls are crumbling
And the light streams through
The thousand holes
The six men stand on the shore
Black silhouettes as the moon sinks from view

I awake next to you
Though in truth you’re far away
I can hardly feel you
You want to depart soon
Leave the beach
Attach new chains
And find beauty
Again.