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To Be

All along it hasn't been enough being as myself. I wanna be the ocean so that I never feel empty. Never again, incomplete. While listening to the sound of the deep that surrounds me. A sign of relief that adapts to the sea. For all the fallen dreams seeking clarity inside of me. I wanna be the ocean.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/9/2012 9:30:00 PM
wow... the waves are all they can be... seeking this is beautiful....always~LINDA
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Date: 12/5/2012 2:16:00 PM
Clayton, my friend, welcome to soup. I love your form and rhythm and creativity of your poems. I've been here a fairly short time myself. I like to find humor in things. In this one I'm led to say that in wanting to be the ocean you will have some mighty big shoes to fill ----- That's OK though.... You got all the water in the world to fill 'em with.... Respectfully.... Jake
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Date: 12/5/2012 2:41:00 AM
Delightful! Terry
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