I want to rest
by gentle shores
which're lapped
by tender tides
of water -
of water -
those that have touched
graced and peeked
at world from crest
to then
at world from crest
to then
humbly fall
to embrace
caress the sand
on land
as they know of pain
as they know of pain
when they broke
against rocks
against rocks
with the passion
of high waters!
of high waters!
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