Here at the ocean it's quiet, calm.
Listen to the tides as it guides you through your problems.
Let the waves wash away your worries.
Run your feet through the sand with no shame.
Swim to the deep side as your sadness seeps into the blues.
Let the current carry you back to land.
But before we leave, spell your name in the sand.
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 9:21 PM UTC
Here at the ocean it's quiet, calm.
Listen to the tides as it guides you through your problems.
Let the waves wash away your worries.
Run your feet through the sand with no shame.
Swim to the deep side as your sadness seeps into the blues.
Let the current carry you back to land.
But before we leave, spell your name in the sand.
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