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Jul 2020
An ocean resides,
Its depth immeasurable.
The green blue gleam
of the ocean I see before me.
What's down there?
I couldn't say.
An endless darkness?
A monster?
A God?
An unanswerable question,
We can never know.
Unless, the reason the ocean belongs
And the reason it stays
Is to allow me travel,
Passage.
Be it by boat
Plane
Submarine
Or even to swim.
So maybe one day,
I can be in your arms.
Your Arms
Written by
Tiger Ayres  18/M/Bournemouth
(18/M/Bournemouth)   
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   Eshwara Prasad
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