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Jan 2018
Wave after wave comes crashing inβ€”
not in a chaotic way,
But rather in a slow, rhythmic motion.
Push and pull.
The waves move with a purpose.
Intentional.
A pattern.
Cascading one after another.
Flowing steady and strong, but at the same time soothing and calm.
Captivating.
Mesmerizing.
Hypnotizing.
The harmonious, sweet symphony lulling me into a trance,
Pulling me in with its beauty.
My heartbeat slows with each wave,
Inundated with peace.
I close my eyes.
The waves draw me closer and closer.
The droplets of water on my skin pull me from this world.
They envelop me like a warm blanket.
The water makes me feel light.
The weight of the world cannot hold me down.
I'm dancing upon the horizon of the sunset that separates my reality.
The sun radiates and warms my soul.
I am untroubled.
I am carefree.
All the anger, sadness, and pain
Is washed away.
I am happy.
Content.
I smile.
The waves erase the line in the sand between my dreams and reality,
And my soul is
free.
Written by
Rachel C  18/F
(18/F)   
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