waves beating on the edges of rocks.
making it grow sharper and smoother,
hands caressing my hair and face,
will it caress me again today,
lost in the storm of yesterday,
i am seeking a fresh breeze to float by me today,
i am waiting for sunshine to penetrate,
deep inside the crevices of my broken heart,
mend it to make it beat again,
with full glory and happiness abound
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