Low Tide

Low Tide started with a feeling I couldn’t name. Not sadness exactly. More like the strange clarity that comes when you stop resisting what hurts and just… look at it. The way a beach at low tide reveals everything that’s usually hidden — rocks, shells, things that sank a long time ago.

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