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Ancient Waves

Layers reaching upon the glassy beach
Repeat, repeat over again.
Sleeping with the moon,
Singing with the sea maids,
Swimming with the fish.
Breathing with the earth in the form of ancient waves,
They wash footprints away with hurried hands
And make room for new ones.
Repeat, repeat over again.
Weeping with the wind,
Humming with the whales
Cawing with the birds.
Underwater cities waiting to be discovered,
Decaying.
Repeat, repeat over again.



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