it's a clean
white shell
I find
lingering in the sand
as the sea
washes green
upon my feet.
the inside gleams
like that of a pearl.
I place the shell
to my ear
and wait to be told
what I want
to hear.
disbelieving,
I find another,
then another.
they all say yes.
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