As the ocean conforts me.

The only thing between,

Me and the sea,

Is the air I breath.


As the tide comes in,

I feel safe within.

As the tide goes out,

It takes my doubts.


As the sand is soft,

I think many thoughs.

As the shells are rough,

My days get tough. 


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