Rest on me.
Nothing feels like the ocean,
its reassuring ebb and flow.
I can't fault its changing tides, like life.
In a whisper,
the sound,
the sight,
the touch.
Nothing is more contemplative.
I watch,
close my eyes.
Contemplate.
Nothing feels like the ocean,
its reassuring ebb and flow.
I can't fault its changing tides, like life.
In a whisper,
the sound,
the sight,
the touch.
Nothing is more contemplative.
I watch,
close my eyes.
Contemplate.
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