The Sea, by souless
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The sea; powerful, strong, and beautiful
starting out as tiny tide pools; the sea gathers strength
that tiny tide becomes a monstrous wave
there is highs and lows: and after the tide comes in
causing what can only be described as utter chaos
the sea becomes peaceful, silent, dead
but for that moment; the sea crashed against the rocks
the sea could do anything, bring peace or destruction
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Posted: 2014-04-02 17:09:32 UTC |
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