Mother Ocean

October 4, 2011
By Anonymous

You lick your deep blue salty tears
Washing down your sandy face
Rolling back up, kissing your eyes
With melancholic reprise
They sail across the white-capped blue
Not caring at all about you
Except for a very special few
Who would do anything to protect you
Anything, anything at all to undo
All the awful things we’ve done to you

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