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In my past life I was the ocean
In my past life I was the ocean stretching into the distance.
There was a great breath of life in my waters.
But, I at other times was a place of death.
Debris of what used to be lying on my floors.
In my past life I was the soul of the fisherman.
I would go out into the ocean early every day expecting a good catch.
Until the day that I got lost at sea and, the wave came over me like a curtain of death.
In my past life I was the sand of all the beaches on the oceans shore.
I was used by little kids to build sand castles.
In my past life I was the cold waters of the North Atlantic Ocean
that snuffed the life out of the Titanic after it hit an iceberg.
In my past life I was the light emitting from the Cape Hatteras Light house
to guide sailors on the sea at night.
I was moved further inland in 1999 due to erosion.
In my past life I was the sting ray gently gliding through the oceans waters.
In my past life I was the dingy out in the water.
Sea gulls would gather on me to rest their wings.
In my past life I was the beauty of the Great Barrier Reef.
I slowly grew.
Then, people started coming to see me.
In my past life I was a Clown Fish living in the protection of an anemone.
Until one day, I was caught and taken to a place called PETCO.
I was eventually bought by a little boy who fed me well.
In my past life I was the sea turtle gently swimming through the water.
I would each year venture ashore and, lay my eggs on the beach.
In my past life I was the oiler coming from the oil rig in the middle of the sea.
I was the container ship sailing from China.
In my past life I was the sea gull gently flying above the oceans waters.
I didn’t have a care in the world.
In my past life I was the ocean, going off into the distance.