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Nov 2014
There is an ocean within me,
the tide comes in
and draws back out,
it knows no boundaries
yet graces thousands of beaches,
it stirs
and it is calm,
some fear it
some embrace its shores
few are sailors,
at night it is black
it is deep,
at dawn it is grey
it is cloudy,
at noon
it is blue
it is green
it is clear
Sam Shoyer
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Sam Shoyer  Washington, DC
(Washington, DC)   
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