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Look to the sea, Yet I would rather look to thee...

Reflections in the waves sparks my memory One side as grey to tint so fan the flame; A bridge of hope through a mothers dream Look to the sea... Will grasp a wedge into its rocky billows stream, Then strengthened to as sandwiched between two pillows; ~ Most people are like elevators some bring you up while others down... Many create a crystal clear vision in their heads; Some are proned in the brink of disaster? Others would much be better off dead, We brought nothing into this world ~ It is for certain we can't carry nothing with us In a nut shell we all must really confess... Through certain tragedy we must cling to its certain brevity; Look to the sea, Through many a timely moment against the wind, Springs forth a chill from the spine within Hence to know full well where we should be, Look to the sea.. An inner longing this time no make believe yet to achieve, All of life's envelopes in some shocking mystery Through darkened caverns vast as the actual means We then wander through thick blades of grass yet unseen Inside we all hide beneath that hidden garb of compromise amidst twisted lies; Look to the sea all of life's tragedy is but a mystery, As in urning sea monstrous vibrations beneath the extreme We all just get one chance out of this dance A splash of fragrance without a timely romance. Now humbly look to thee!

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