He
Left his
Trumpet,
Old in bronze
On the shore
Trumpet
With wrinkles
With pain
With stain,
Slept on the grains of sand
Trumpet
Withered in the rain
Faded in Sun
Without rhymes
Without songs slept on the shore
Trumpet
With tunes of silence;
Left alone
Sea filled her waves of songs, in it's mouth
Trumpet left a sigh
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