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The Ocean Flow


I wake up to the sun

I go outside to the ocean

as the waves flow in one motion

Hearing nothing but the waves

Splish, splash

as the ocean flow so fast

Relaxing on the beach

having no one to teach

All alone with the ocean

as I speak to the ocean

Waiting for the ocean to speak back

Splik, splish, splash

as the ocean would say

There is nothing left

so I should stay until my death.

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         

 

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