Ocean View
Go down to the ocean
To see the dimmed sunlit view.
Here to listen as the waves
Whisper to salted honeysuckles
But burn down the tiny dreams.
Just as fire took, its waters birthed
More than the average pen
Can write before it drags
To the next and last-
All to die before it
Went down to the ocean
To see the dimmed sunlit view.
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