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Passion

The waves start to roll
hitting the shore
the tempo of their crests breaks
rising and falling

Crashing against the rocks,
     
                              violently,  

                                          tenderly,

The sky darkens,
 
            the sea builds

                  a roaring crescendo

a sudden calm

The waves gently caress the shore
their gentle crests break softly

                                                      ...as the tide rolls out


Written by Stanhoven
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