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for as long as I’ve lived
the crash of ocean waves
were a familiar sound to my ears
the expansive blue
that separates the worlds
old and new
fresh off the metaphorical boat
our lives set adrift
to fend in the land of dreams
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lapping at my memory
the pearl of the orient
dull in our now star-spangled eyes
lighthouse and buoy
illuminating safe harbors
and trusting the storm
no sign of rescue
only hope shining
from the heavens above
with my head raised
and my eyes closed
I surrender to the crash of
ocean waves
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