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ocean's balm

     
take me to the quiet places      
where I can find rest      
I'm weary of being      
     
seaside I'm at home      
amongst the waves      
I have peace      
     
in the vast deep blue      
I take my leave      
freedom found      
     
where there is none      
in this land locked place      
I sojourn there in my mind      
     
like a soldier      
who must make it home      
after the war      
     
so is my soul      
the ocean my retreat      
balm to my broken heart      
     
here you will find the real me      
barefoot collecting seashells       
wading in the tide pools      
     
see me sun kissed      
at one with nature      
hidden in a little cove      
   
where the only noise  
is the waves rushing  
to meet the shore  
     
take me to the quiet places      
where I can find rest      
I'm weary of being      
     
     
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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