The Wave

standing on a beach⁣⁣⁣
overlooking everlasting blues⁣⁣⁣
watching the white froth of waves⁣⁣⁣
gushing towards the shore⁣⁣⁣
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while the waves come⁣⁣⁣
one after the other⁣⁣⁣
all your worries⁣⁣⁣
just melt away⁣⁣⁣
slowly⁣⁣⁣
with the waves coaxing them⁣⁣⁣
out of you⁣⁣⁣
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no matter if you’re a city dweller⁣⁣⁣
seeing it⁣⁣⁣
on the rare occasions you get⁣⁣⁣
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or a little child⁣⁣⁣
with the silliest worries⁣⁣⁣
seeing it for the first time⁣⁣⁣
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no matter if you’re a local⁣⁣⁣
and you see this every day⁣⁣⁣
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or an old man ⁣⁣⁣
at the end of his years⁣⁣⁣
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no matter where you are from⁣⁣⁣
or how often⁣⁣⁣
you feel this salty breeze⁣⁣⁣
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no matter when you see it⁣⁣⁣
it coaxes you⁣⁣⁣
coming slowly⁣⁣⁣
repeatedly⁣⁣⁣
relentlessly ⁣⁣⁣
and continuously⁣⁣⁣
to coax your troubles away⁣⁣⁣
⁣⁣⁣
the tides⁣⁣⁣
will wash away⁣⁣⁣
your troubled thoughts⁣⁣⁣
and end⁣⁣⁣
in ripples of bliss⁣⁣⁣
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and when⁣⁣⁣
you turn your back to the waves⁣⁣⁣
you return⁣⁣⁣
to where you came from⁣⁣⁣
calmer. happier. lighter⁣⁣⁣
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free 💙