[The{Sun shines silently, scattering light
as we sit ourselves down by the sea
that shows the sky sempiternal.
The sea seems to say something,
something that shall surprise.
State I solemnly,
āSea, speak thy mindā
Silence screams,
the Sun
melts.
Clouds
galore
dark our souls
searching (for) solace.
Slowly, speaks the sea,
its tone sober and still:
My thirst is insatiable,
despite the waters I shelter,
for Iām the sea of humanity.
Time you surrendered, no analys}is.]
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