Waves of Life
A short poem.
I watch wave after wave hitting the shore, I’m amazed by the beauty and by the force, I watch wave after wave for hours on end, until after days, I start to transcend, I say to myself “Wait, can it be, that I’m not the wave, but I am the sea?”
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