Hold Steady

She stood by the sea,
Trying to breath.
Wind blew around,
Heavy-but no sound.
Tying her down,
But not as she wished.
So vast and deep,
So many fish in the sea,
Thick,dull and then the brightest of them all.
All she could not be,
So pretty it shall be. 


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