endless times
hoping at least once
it would open it doors
and take me in
i sit facing the sea
hoping it would show me
like a crystal ball
what is meant to be
i sit facing the sea
trying to see my reflection
trying to find out
anger chaos calm silence
what lies within me
i sit facing the sea
endless times
and when it's time to leave
i believe whatever is meant to be will be
i am at peace with whatever i am
i know i am the sea and the sea is me
i leave
only to return
and sit facing the sea
endless times
each time
made of endless suspended moments
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