The Constant Sea
A shoreless sea
of chance and consequence,
Where hidden currents
guide each vessel’s fate;
We navigate
without a recompense,
And learn to love
or learn to wait.
Each wave a moment,
crashing on the sand,
A transient touch
within a timeless hand.
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