Waves


The waves of the coast filled with life,
touching it as if it were its wife.
The waves are home to many and
some of the creatures are really friendly.
While the waves of the Atlantic, storm and shout,
the waves of the Pacific fade-out.
All of these describe one thing of which I'm in control,
and there is not a single thing you can do about it.

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