Nightcafe ai by Daphsam
This soundtrack inspired the emotion that went into write this poem.
December 7th, 1941
2,400
lost souls
emerge from
the warm cyan depths
cascading over golden dunes,
ethereal remains intertwine in the grains
of sand. Glistening with the silvery warriors of the sea.
Clinging to the edges of the graveside gunmetal battleships.
Pearls of wisdom, resilience, silent cry to never give up, never forget.
United, we stand strong.
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