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In a coastal village, a weathered house symbolizes the connection between the sea, land, and villagers. “The Tides of Home” explores how the ocean’s shifting moods and the cycles of life influence the community. The house stands as a sanctuary filled with memories, photographs, and heirlooms that link the villagers to their ancestors, serving as a space for shared stories, laughter, and enduring love.

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Beneath the moon’s unwavering gaze,
A house endures through countless days,
Its windows warm with stories told,
Of lives entwined in winds and cold.

The waves, they curl with whispered grace,
Where children walk, a slower pace,
Their hands held tight in fleeting time,
Yet tethered to the ancient rhyme.

Above, the gulls in endless flight,
Are echoes of the past’s own might,
The ship that sails beyond the view,
Carries dreams that once were new.

This shore has known their fathers’ tread,
The boat, long still, where once it led,
Now rests, a relic of the deep,
A cradle for the souls it keeps.

And as the tide retreats again,
The cycle starts, where it began,
The sea, the sky, the house remain,
A quiet testament to pain.

But also love, and all they’ve sown,
The future sprouting seeds they’ve grown.
In children’s eyes, the past revives,
The house, the sea—they’re still alive.

Beneath the moon, so bright and whole,
The world still spins, but knows its role.
To cradle those who call it home,
And carry them wherever they roam.

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