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By @hanna_michellee

Scared, standing at the edge of the sea

The ocean, the one I love

I’ve played in its waters

Felt the salt on my lips and up my nose

I’ve experienced it’s sweet delicate motions

Rough, explosive waves

So unpredictable and ever-changing

Just as sweet as it is evil

The further out you go, the quieter the waves get

The longer you stay, the more accustomed you become

Synchronizing with the movements and flow

It’s depth isn’t the scary part

You can swim in deep water

The scary part is first getting past the waves

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