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Seashore
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Poetry came in search of me,
I don’t know where it came from
but I wrote the first line
my nonsense, my wisdom,
my blessing and my shadow,
my courage, my fear,
my confusion and my clarity

as I breathe in the sea shore
to ponder on my mind
I surrender to my body now,
my voice, you’re my tide

as I breathe in the sea shore
to purify my mind
I find I hear your voice
it’s you I adore

as I whisper my goodbye
and creep underneath the night
I can’t ignore this voice that is calling me
from her beauty I won’t turn to hide
wash me up upon the tide
just see me throw my arms up to her glory

as I breathe in the seashore….

she calls me, she calls me, she calls to me… 

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