The Whitecaps
Stelliform sea shells,
a walk of fame on the shore;
Sparkling foamy tide;
Designs in the sand,
a path that’s ever changing;
Sunlit ambition;
Fearless ray of gold,
success is flavored potent;
Smile into richness;
Engulfed in the wild,
hypnotized by choppy waves;
Out of control ride;
Hunger will never tap out,
until you reach the white caps.
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