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The Ocean

The ocean breeze blows,
my hair flows,
seeing the waves crash,
along the rocks.
A beautiful place,
for one's inspiration,
see all the beauty,
that God as created.
Within this ugly world,
you can still find,
something so amazing,
as this one ocean.
Feel the sand,
so soft,
and comforting,
its a total bliss,
to see.
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written: 11/6/05

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I love the Ocean too, but why see end in the ocean? why not endless beginnings? Preets