We of the Ocean
Form above tears slowly falls into the ocean,
Rippling sounds into the night’s sky, like a sea lions raw emotion.
Beneath its floors human search’s for hidden treasures,
Yet we its true, and mysterious inhabitants fall into its mystifying pleasures.
Everything is tranquil and is set into a beautiful motion.
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