Tidings of the Broken Flood: A Poem of Light and Remembrance

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The flood breaks from the north and softens into a breathing river. Glass-like creeks vein the earth as scattered smiles drift through every shard. Love becomes a silent continent, whispering of unseen suns across broken light. Fractured stars, torn clouds and an ash-heavy dawn hold grief, memory and fragile hope. Still, the river runs on, carrying a rumour of light and carving its name into clay.

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