The rise and fall of each tide,
Like the ebb and flow of life,
As each wave comes crashing down,
Bringing with it a taste of salty ground.
To cleanse the heart and run free,
Unburden the pain and leave the grief,
To settle the core and bring harmony,
Know for sure that their love had no meaning.
The need to be with the sea,
To awake next to ripples calling,
The yearn to swim in the blues,
And calm this burning heart into.
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