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Ocean
Ocean waves call me.
Beckoning me to stop and stay a while. Staying awhile to listen to the peaceful music of the waves breaking upon the sand. Watching waves persistently pulling back to start again with no hesitation.
If only the waves spoke a foreign language only I could understand. I would stay forever and ask about its ways.
Ocean waves, how deep the depths of your beauty must go.
To be such a safe place for creatures, nothing too big or too small, because of you they thrive and in such delight.
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Maria Mastay
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