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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required -3/7/14 and 5/2/14- The waves of the sea and the screeching of the seagulls Mix together like coffee and cream I feel like I’m livin’ a dream I walk barefoot on the warm, warm sand I don’t really understand Why you lay a hand on me… Is it because I’m as mournful as the sea Or is it because I’m the waves that swivel and dive down in ecstasy? I don’t quite understand The reason I feel the city’s pressure and hardness They are cemented in the abyss Serene Shores… Sails in silhouetted slumber Serene Shores… Falls into flamboyant floors Serene Shores Guides me gently, giving me grand advice – “DREAM ON, DEAR CHILD!” The sound of honking is heard unexpectedly… the sound emitting out of the car It was so uncalled for! It was going way too far! I feel like drifting away in a deep sleep, carelessly hitting the seafloor…but I’m wide awake instead I would like to lie lifelessly and tranquilly…I ascend from the water’s surface in disappointment – where’s my head? I can’t completely comprehend Why I am more in tune with nature – it could mend A shattered soul… A torn, forlorn heart… Like my own Serene Shores… Sails in silhouetted slumber Serene Shores… Flaps its fantastic wings, favoring the light of freedom! Sadistic Shores Pushes me forwardly persistently, poking at me pessimistically– “WAKE UP TO REALITY, YOU MORON!” I ponder about the future and its many mysteries There are clues in the surface of the ocean I’m too busy trying to pick them up as I go…I wonder about the meaning of the past memories I squander my time, getting caught up in bittersweet emotion
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