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Mar 2013
Ocean's have  gorges that sink far beneath the surface
when the wind blows
They shake
but never stop crashing on to the surface
beautiful and constantly inconstant
when there is a storm
they roar
grasping at the sturdy land
wearing it down with every breath
In the shallow waters I am pretty enough
you can admire the colors of the reef
how the fish play
dancing with the waves
one day when you want an adventure
I invite you to come under the sea
where the water is deeper
past were most people are willing to go
where there is nothing
just dark
to far down for the light to reach
where mysterious creatures thrive in
down in the depths of the ocean
where it is nothing but black and cold
the place where no human could possibly go
the place where i rest my soul
i am an ocean
dark
beautiful
i will hold up ships but slip through your finger tips
i am solid
but never quite whole
i am a mystery
i am nothing like what i appear to be
i am me
Bailey Ann
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Bailey Ann  Saslatoon/Montreal
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