Her Gale
The ocean whispers in her gale,
Calling me to her gentle caress,
Blowing wind in my sails,
Washing away my pain and stress.
She speaks softly in my ear,
Of adventure and peace,
Her words remove my fear,
Her tides bring me release.
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