30.11.09

The Sea

i sit on the prominade and i watch the sea
the waves crashing upon the sand
the sound of the waves and the smell of the sea entice me
i feel like its calling me to join in the fun
to swim and dance with the fish under the sun
i like the idea of the sea being blue
what doesnt make sense is to how the water in my glass is clear



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