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Ebb.

This wind touches everything.
Everywhere.
Pulling tides.
Sculpturing sand.
Weathering the rocks.
Smashing waves.
Eroding my will.
Flooding my soul.
Dividing my spirit.

I release my will.
My self control.
Finding equilibrium.
A balance to my conflict.
Acceptance of the enevitable.
No longer chasing dreams.
Just a quiet submission.
Oh come tide come.
Let all of this be...

I open my lungs.
The salt stings my throat.
Water rushes and rushes.
Going down all hands lost.
My thoughts whirl.
God, if you're listening....
Perhaps maybe your not.
Consciousness blurs.
I dream of you.
Its only ever been about you.
Kaylor1967
Written by Kaylor1967 (Ruben)
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