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The Sea
I am walking down the beach
Asking the sea what does it want to say to me
While I am watching these presents of celestial beauty
It seems to me that a pale blue sky
With vast white clouds holds something of my own in it
But tide is bringing waste back on the sand
I am imagining that the sea is boiling and bleeding
And I see man`s misery and
Can`t condone his wickedness
My dream of finding peace in nature is shattered
Being beside the sea is impossible
Musing is unbearable
The mirror is broken
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