Revolution

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Revolution

Calm summer nights-
Lying on smooth, damp rocks,
Hair blowing through misty air,
Bright moonlight glistening upon water,
Reflecting off pure innocent eyes.

Then change burst forth-
Water droplets transform into crashing waves,
Small rocks appear as sharp mountains,
The bitter taste of salt stings my tongue.
As peacefulness fades, harsh reality begins.





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