The Sea


I am not like the sea
I am not calm most days
And wild the next.
I am not beautiful
People do not stop to look at me
They don't admire my colors.
I am not mysterious
I do not hold secrets
Only few will understand.
I am not deep
I am not full of darkness.

I am not like the sea
I do not have a place to go
And a place to return to.

I am nothing like the sea.

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