OCEAN- By Matab Brahimi

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in every curl that sweeps the shore
lies a memory to restore
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with every intense crash of a wave
lies a time to relish and crave
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in each sparkle of reflecting light
is a faded dream aching to reignite
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in each frothy bubble clinging to sand
pops a tear, not wanted not planned
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rolling water, of shy waves glide
hinting at secrets, only nature can hide
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