An Ocean of Possibilities
The ocean,
so large and full of mystery,
such as a new day,
for you, or for me.
The waves,
they tumble over one another
like the many ways,
we often find eachother.
My motivation for my very existence,
is that I get to see you,
when the day finds its meniscus.
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Cole Dutton
Hi, my name is Andrew Cole Dutton, I found this site searching for scholarships to attend college and I love the idea of this poetic community. My poetry is how I prefer to express myself and my emotions. I can write my feelings in a poem and its as if that poem validates that the feelings are real. When people relate to my work or understand my meaning or my purpose I feel as though I've made a difference. I'm a strong supporter of equality, love, and productive creative thinking. I hope you enjoy this part of the mark I hope to leave behind.
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