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The ocean Crashing rolling in the deep Turning stones slowly felt to sand Beneath the feet, and yet No one can tame the tidal crash Where the waterways collapse and meet Though many have tried How the waves of time wash over us all In the shallow end of this single life Because regardless of fear, or the deep So the morning tide will ever subside And yet never live to see the setting sun Just as the castles of our yesterday will be swept away By the water pulling at our feet So the ocean will always crash and roll With a gentleness and honest swell Resting calmly in-between Each wave
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Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 11:46 AM UTC
How The Tide
The ocean Crashing rolling in the deep Turning stones slowly felt to sand Beneath the feet, and yet No one can tame the tidal crash Where the waterways collapse and meet Though many have tried How the waves of time wash over us all In the shallow end of this single life Because regardless of fear, or the deep So the morning tide will ever subside And yet never live to see the setting sun Just as the castles of our yesterday will be swept away By the water pulling at our feet So the ocean will always crash and roll With a gentleness and honest swell Resting calmly in-between Each wave
For A Could've Been Friend
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colmistoirm
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 11:46 AM UTC
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