Standing along the seashore
holding an urn containing
the ashes of mistakes and regret.

The foamy water crests
beneath my feet as I say farewell
to these cremated memoirs.

Pouring their ashes
into the wind to drift
along the seas.

Making a vow
never to return
to this place again.

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